The weekend is here. It has been a long week, and I am planning some leisurely strolls to recharge. One of my favorite places to wander is the farmers’ market in Alexandria, Virginia. It is “the oldest farmers’ market in the country held continuously at the same site” but I don’t really care much about that. I just love looking at the piles of beautiful fruit, the sun hitting the old brick, and the shining fountain spray. But what really grabs me is the signs. Handwritten labels reign in Old Town on Saturdays, and this does not mean fancy calligraphy and faux chalkboard backgrounds. No, the Alexandria vendors wield dirty cardboard, markers, wood, thumbtacks, and their own unperfected printing . . . and achieve design perfection.