The Farmer’s Market had a lot of sick farmers today. The winter hall was busy but quiet.

There were a few vendors, but they were the right ones for me. Casey with her coffee and tea, Kean with her beloved focaccia and my seeded bread, Jim with his excellent seafood (and fresh lobster meat), someone selling Wendy selling her clones, and Edwin and Debbie the few vegetables they are still growing.

Casey has brought her horse trailer home for a final touch-up before her opening soon, and Kean says she will one day make sourdough bread with all-grain flour so I can eat it regularly. Doctors say sour bread made from all-grain flour is one of the best foods diabetics can eat.

She is also making pita bread now, which is good news. (Above: Sea World at the Farmer’s Market.

I bought a big bag of seafood – lobster meat, crabcakes, tuna salad, and some honey from Kean’s husband.  Maria re-stocked our vegetable supply. We’re going to eat well this week. I’m having some surgery on my foot tomorrow morning; I should be home by lunch, if not earlier. I see no reason not to be blogging.

I told Jim – from Adirondack Seafood –  that the crabcakes he makes are the best I can ever remember eating, and it’s one of my favorite foods. They are full of sweet and delicious pieces of crab meat. The supermarket ones are a joke, 85 percent filler and 15 percent crab meat. Jim’s are precisely the opposite.

Cindy, the goat lady, is home caring for her goat babies, and she sent me a bar of soap through a friend. Check out her excellent blog. The babies are coming fast; she’s posting photos and offering points off of soap purchases. Cindy is one of the best businesswomen I can recall seeing around her.

Her soap is the best soap I’ve ever used.

Below are some pictures from the farmer’s market. One of my favorite things is taking photos of these beautiful people every Sunday.

Debbie and Edwin are married. She is the director of the farmer’s market. I love photographing farm families; they are loving and full of character and work.

Jim and his wife, whose name I forget. I’ll get it next time. Their family is among the nicest at the market, and I look forward to seeing them all week. Not to mention the fresh and fabulous seafood I wasn’t sure I would ever get to eat again. Lunch is crab cake with real crab meat and half a scone. Dinner is lobster meat.

Edwin never stops working, day or night, winter or summer, home or Farmer’s Market.