Farmers Market
As I round the corner a palette of wonders spread out before me the smell of fresh bread drifts toward me A line up of vegetables and fruits delight the eye plump peaches, nectarines, and apples line up in a juicy chorus line Lettuce graces the tables in their varied frills of green bright orange carrots with dark green tops call to me … take me home huge green watermelons compete with golden cantaloupe to see who wins the trip to my table Golden Jars glisten with the hard work of Bees, Olive oil, fresh fish, homemade cheese, jam, pastry, all vying for my attention, all longing to be taken home
Suddenly I am aware of a joyful cacophony of sound and color fiddlers playing country music farmers calling out, … flowers, fresh apples “here, taste my candy, once you tried it you can’t turn it down” conversations overlap … “come you must try … oh that is the cutest scarf how much is …. this melts in … you have the best potatoes, do you have any red … OH George LOOK …” dogs bark, children shout, two young women playing Mozart food for my table, sounds to lift the heart, smells to savor and remember OH the lovely sounds, sights and smells of Edmonds Farmers Market