People have been telling us about it for months, so we really wanted to go and check it out. And a friend I met at Max's karate class was selling her jewelry there (it was awesome, by the way) and a mom of one of our patients was also exhibiting her jewelry there.
I snagged a picture of her.

Her jewelry was so dang pretty. I wished I could buy all of it.
Anyway, this is a huge weekend event and I'm told that people come from all over for it. And it seemed that way. We got downtown around 8AM, and it was already packed. There were people everywhere, and the amount of turquoise people were wearing would've sunk a tanker.
It was hot and Max was really wimpy walking around in the crowds and the sun. So we went quickly to find our friends and then we planned to leave.
But then we saw the honey stand.

Oooooooooooooooh, says Max.
There were a billion different honey flavors. And the honey guy let us taste as many types as we wanted.

He'd put a little bit on the end of a sample stick and we would suck it off.
Max was enjoying it until he got a taste of the really really dark (almost black) honey. It was so strong and bitter. I don't even know what to compare it to. I've never tasted anything quite like it. After that Max was done sampling. He's a little wimpy.
But Kris and I weren't done. We tried raspberry/strawberry, orange blossom, desert wildflowers, mountain wildflowers, etc. etc. I don't even know what else.
Then we had to choose just three flavors. It was a tough one. But we chose the wildflowers (desert & mountain--hoping maybe eating the local honey would help with allergies, we'll see) and then we chose the orange blossom flavor. Mmmmmmm, it's good.


Aren't the bottles of honey gorgeous? I just want to put them on the windowsill and look at them and never eat them. Luckily they're too tasty to really tempt me to do that.
So after that we left. We had a small dose of Indian Market and enjoyed in that way. There was so much to look at though, we could've been there hours if we could've fought the crowds.
Oh, but before we left I ran into a booth that Lechelle and I had found earlier when she was in town. It was these amazing carved gourds. You would love them Mom!
I don't know if you can see any detail in this picture, but these people had carved tiny awesome patterns onto these gourds, mostly animals. I loved the hummingbirds and butterflies. If only I had the most money ever I would've bought them all.

So there's your little taste of the craziness of the Santa Fe touristy art scene. It's pretty fun if you can handle the pressure!



















































