Our little farmers market was bustling on Saturday. Diane Hull was gathering signatures for a people's veto of a new law requiring registration 2 days before voting. Yeah, we're going to veto that thing. Melissa was running a yard sale for Triplet Park, helped by some kids from a summer camp. At the end of the sale there was a baby's high chair left which Katie, the Amish baker lady, wanted. Cookies for the camp kids and she got the chair. Her husband was coming down the street and I flagged his horse and buggy down to load it on. At our yard sales, we never set prices; it's strictly by donation, and we make more money that way with no haggling. Sometimes we do reverse haggling, eg, "No that's not worth a dollar, you have to take more stuff."