Saturday morning

Saturday morning at St. George’s market in Belfast.

Sun is shining

The market has its usual buzz of activity and voices and two guys belting out great tunes.

Where we buy our olive oil being filled into our empty bottle, our friend says to us “Boy, isn’t it a sweet morning”!

And gosh it is so sweet.

On to where I like the vegetables, pulled this morning out of the ground, “I’vd got swiss chard and spinach and wild rocket” says he.

And then to sit with a coffee and watch the rich world.

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