I love my neighborhood farmers market. Sometimes the world feels like such a corporate, impersonal place, but then Saturday rolls around and I get to wander the market and see stand after stand of lovely homegrown and handmade goods produced by people who seem passionate about what they are selling. No matter what else I buy there, I always save $5 for a kitchen table bouquet.Since we are moving soon, it will be fun to explore the farmers market in my new neighborhood.
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