the market of farmers'

it's raining, it's pouring, the old man is snoring in madison. no cats or dogs in sight so that's something.* i'm at my office on a sunday afternoon, 'studying,' listening to pandora radio on-line, and catching up on facebook. i need to get something out of my car but, well, it's raining. and yes, i will melt. and i'm wearing flip flops (i'm from california, it's june, duh).

qualifying exams are in thirty days and i'm pretty much a big bundle of stress. i took a break from studying yesterday and went to the farmers' market with flav, sam, and the kids. here are some of my most favorite things about the market: being with the kids, spicy cheesy bread, being near the beautiful capital building, people watching, and the music (i've got some great pictures of a blues band trio called boo bradley). here are some of my least favorite things about the market: the crowds of people that move around the square like herded cattle - oh, and yesterday, there actually was cattle there. four cows. blake petted one. continuing: that's pretty much it, the large numbers of people. i'm very happy for the madisonian farming economy, but we all know how thrilled (and not at all panic-stricken) i get when surrounded by lots and lots and lots of people. it's a good thing the spicy cheesy bread is so, so yummy.

*i've been told not everyone gets my subtle references, so for those who are confused, i am referring here to the nonsensical colloquialism, 'it's raining cats and dogs'.