That’s it. I’m a little spring flower. Don’t look for me until the weather starts to warm and the sun is shining, as in this morning. Pip and I decided that there were enough indications of spring to get out of the house and check on the Farmer’s Market at Grand Army Plaza.
Apart from plenty of enthusiasm and dogs (one of the few places that you can have your canine companion in tow and shop for groceries), it was mostly root veg and apples in the non-prepared department. The bakers where there, as were the turkey sausage and duck folks. Cheese, milk, yogurt and flowers were also in evidence. Was it a little disappointing? Yes, I suppose so. We bought some apples and whole grain rolls, bundled up for the brisk walk home (not so warm after all) and felt assured that winter will soon be a memory.
So here’s a document of the market in early spring (wanted to put in more photos, but apparently there’s a limit in blog-land). See how many dogs you can find and check out the sparseness of green and the proliferation of outerwear. This is an effort to ward of complacency for the time when we are ‘spoilt for choice’. Just imagine leafy greens in abundance, terrific tomatoes, basil and… don’t get me started. Pip and I need to learn how to live in the moment. Maybe part of the joy of this ‘moment’ is anticipating what’s ahead. Let’s hear it for SPRING!
Oh, but when will Spring deign to tarry?
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