Day 87: A Sunday outing

Only a short 2 hour practice this morning so we’re in time to catch the bus to a Farmers Market at the neighbouring town of Saillens. This is where I have my morning cup of tea, a word that is universally understood...asking for milk can sometimes be a challenge and I know one of these days, somewhere in the world I’m going to draw a cow with a big fat udder; just for the fun of it, unless it’s India, then I’d perhaps draw a buffalo.