Hard to believe this was the last market we attended with cupcakes…and it was a month ago. It was a goody, though. The view, the fire in the wood stove, the outhouse, the vendors that feel like family, (especially when they bring soup and homemade pumpkin cake nomnomnom), and the steady flow of customers up and down the dirt path. Even the dogs lucked out with homemade dog treats! (I was slightly jealous–I think they were peanut butter flavoured). (Not that I would eat dog treats). (Although Jess may have when she was little). (I didn’t just tell you that).