Last night Clayton and I went to hear an excellent band called Mango Fan Dango. They do gypsy jazz in the tradition of Django Reinhardt. Clayton wouldn't sit still , but that's okay. He roamed around the Secret Garden and was fascinated by the statues throughout. He skinned his knees for the first time. The last pic is one side of my farmer's market booth. My camera battery ran out before I could get the other side.