Farmer’s Market

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Went to the farmer’s market today. Brought my old vegetable motif canvass bag.

Spotted the pastries first. Bought a round fresh ginger cake made by Grace.

Then, I found myself at the Lamb’s Quarter tent. The owner Jim is a farmer, writer, and speaker.

I was tempted to buy some lamb, specifically a half-leg and chops. Decided I didn’t want to heat the house with oven cooking. Ended up with a pound each of maple pork sausage and smoked pork bacon. These can be cooked stove top in a shorter period of time.

Can’t remember the last time I cooked sausage, or bacon for that matter. I think it was Thanksgiving, nine months ago.

The fresh local vegetables were all around. I bought some zucchini and yellow squash, and some purple peppers. My bag was getting full.

I stopped and talked to the master gardeners. They gave me some helpful literature on lawn care. My grass is my garden’s last frontier, sadly full of weeds.

Then I saw a young female entrepreneur with a selection of homemade soups. I was interested in the chilled mint cucumber. One of its ingredients is coconut buttermilk, made by adding apple cider vinegar. It has a cool refreshing taste.

I was sold on it. I took away a small container.

There was a tent for a local restaurant opening soon. I had a conversation with the chef about roasting beets. I picked up a recipe from him.

The county had a tent with a raffle drawing, local information, and free grocery bags. The nice young lady gave me an attractive green and white reusable bag with Virginia Grown written across the front.

All and all, it was very satisfactory. I do plan to go again next Thursday.

 

 

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Katherine J Krein

My name is Katherine J. Krein. I lost my father in June of 2013, and then I lost my mother in November of the same year. After they both died I went through a mind-warping number obsession that has taken me years to control. This is my story. It is now 2025. I still use this site to post some poems and thoughts. My obsession has faded, however, I still notice the numbers. Faith, hope, and love is what guides me now.

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