[EDITORIAL NOTE: If you have written any blog posts on political issues this week, be sure to get links to me by Friday for the Sunday Election Issues post. If you're wondering what I'm talking about, see this post.]

Yes, I know it’s overkill. I did this just seven days ago, but I had such a good time at the Farmer’s Market yesterday and anyway, thousands of other blogs are telling you everything you need to know about the Democratic Convention.

The early morning was bright, sunny and quite cool for summer. As I left, Ollie the cat had his eye on some crows arguing raucously in the street below. (Did you see the news story this week about crows’ ability to recognize individual human faces?)

I was low on veggie staples, so I got to spend a little more than my new, smaller food budget otherwise allows. I started with carrots.

When you live alone, it’s hard to use up all the vegetables before they rot, but the Farmer’s Market sells tiny, little cauliflowers and broccoli – just right for me. I also picked up a new bunch of multi-colored radishes you can see part of at the top of the photo.

Purple bell peppers cost a fortune at the supermarket – $3 each sometimes - but yesterday, they were mixed with and priced the same as green ones at the Farmer’s Market.

The varieties of lettuce make it hard to choose. I settled on red-leaf this week and a bag of spinach.

Look at these cherry tomatoes – about eight different colors including several shades of red along with orange, yellow and even purple which I’d never seen before.

In an email exchange, I promised Chuck Nyren of Advertising to Baby Boomers a photo of the baby summer squash, so perfect and tender they can be cut up raw in salad.

I opted for another cherentais melon this week (after all, the one I had last week was the first in 20 years), but I also tasted a sample of these yellow-fleshed watermelon while I was shopping. Yum.

The first apples of the season were on display, but I knew that red delicious were on sale at the supermarket, so I passed on these until next week. There will probably be more varieties then too.

At home, I piled together my bounty including raspberries, enough blueberries to freeze some, three white-fleshed peaches, a bunch of baby turnips and a couple of gorgeous black plums I found at the supermarket. Don’t you just love summer fruits and veggies. It can almost – but not quite – make politics unimportant.

[At The Elder Storytelling Place today, Chrissy McB wonders if the feathered fellow looking at her from a tree branch could be a Bird Sign.]