My sister grew the gourds, she showed me the vines on the fence of her garden plot. My brother in law made the papercrete pots. He tries making something, and if it sells he makes more of that. So far he hasn't found a good, reliable seller. They take up space on the table, so that's something in their favor until they figure out better products.

  

The soaps, bread, and water all sell well enough. Grace sold out of her bread. There were enough pretzels left over that we all had one on the way home. I was hungry enough to be grateful for that.

The pet accessories mainly looked cute.