My Trip to the Farmer’s Market
[img_assist|nid=304|title=|desc=|link=none|align=left|width=187|height=250]One weekend back in the early part of summer, I needed some things for
the garden. There were gaps in a couple of perennial beds and, while I
had a few tomato plants and they were doing all right, none of them
were especially distinguished, if you know what I mean. Then, the basil
I’d planted was not thriving and I thought it might be prudent to
replace it with healthier plants. And, truth be told, I felt like
getting out of the house and being around some people. So, since it was
Sunday, I drove about a mile and a half (I could have ridden my bike
except I wouldn’t have had anyway of carrying tomato plants home) and
parked across the highway from Williams Department Store where the
weekly farmers’ market was in high gear.