A wagon or a cart would have been helpful this morning at the Oak Park Farmers Market, especially since I went knowing I needed a pumpkin.
Even a 6-pounder along with a big bunch of bushy carrots, a 1/2 gallon of fresh pressed cider, a bag of onions, more zukes for side dishes this week and flowers for a splash of color, turned out to be a lot to handle with just me and Future Farmboy in tow.
Oh, plus a dozen donuts. No skimping today. We wanted to share with our neighbors, who we are sad to hear are planning to move.
If you want a beautiful home in a convenient part of Oak Park, let me know and I’ll put you in touch. They’re a lovely family and we’ll miss them.
There’s only three weeks left for the Farmers Market before the end of the season. We’ll miss the farmers too, though I’m quite sure they’re looking for a long winter’s rest from the bounty of summer.
too bad it’s not your hip hop loudmouthed neighbor.
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too bad it’s not your hip hop loudmouthed neighbor.
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