Vendors at the hebdomadal Ballard Farmers' Market packed up their wares and left the city for their fields and barns.
My friend Charlie, who works for a farm on Vashon Island, totes sand bags that were used to hold his tent poles in place.

Kaylin, Charlie's co-worker, rolls a barrel back to the big blue pick-up that brings Vashon-originated milk, eggs and meats to Ballard every week.
Flower farmers, probably SE Asian immigrants, make some last-minute sales.