“The first farmer was the first man. All historic nobility rests on the possession and use of land.” --Ralph Waldo Emerson

If you want to know all that is good (and bad) with the world, ask a farmer.
If you're lucky enough, he will share his bounty with you.

[I might just have to go back] I went back to the farmer's market to take some photos for you -- but oh my word, the produce never looked sexier.  The tomatoes were luscious.  The strawberries were perfectly scandalous with how succulent they were (as if to say "you know you want to eat me!")  The baby squashes, the leafy greens, the meats, eggs, cheeses.

I am reminded of the comments about the Oreos.   It seems wrong to me, now, to feel the same desire for something completely unnatural as I do for these beautiful foods that are straight from the ground.  It would be a slander to the apples and dandelion greens to say an Oreo is just as good as those things.  It is hardly the case and I should remember that more.

The spring chickens are still waiting to debut.  When they do, I will be in absolute heaven.


Awesome pictures, I love the farmers markets :)


I'm glad you like the photos! I went to the grocery store last night and was greatly saddened by the state of their produce (I was getting jalepeños to make salsa). Their onions made me cry just looking at them.


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