I meant to paint the Fresh Produce Farmers' Market this morning. When I got there, my friend, farmer Tom was there by himself. He told me that he started the retail business later than usual. He was preparing to reopen the market for the coming season. Therefore, I kept driving along Highway 80 till I ended up at the Meloy Hay Company again. The hay rolls had been left in the sun for quite a few days. Now David's grown up children were helping him get in the hay rolls. I guessed they were dry enough to stock.