The next day heralds some rather drizzly grey weather but not to be deterred we head to the nearby town of Plobannalec-Lesconil.
This little harbour town happens to be hosting its weekly farmers market.
This involves fresh produce and lots of local meats as usual!
Whether its mountains of spice, roasting chickens or brightly coloured woven bracelets, there’s plenty to nosh on and spend money on.
The man has his manic meat face on as he surveys the twirling chickens and fat coated roast potatoes.
Jewel bright fruits compete with rainbow transportation to be the most colourful spectacle.
While rusty moorings and window catches provide a wealth of tiny details to be captured.
An owl gives us the once over while a joyous looking shrimp looks delighted to be eaten.
The town’s church provides another wealth of decorative details including the intricate iron crosses and colourful ceramic floral wreaths.
I’ve never encountered the ceramic flowers on graves before and thought they were a nice alternative to fresh flowers that wither and decay.
