For us, the Farmer’s Market has become a cherished ritual for buying vegetables and fresh fish from the Adirondack Fish Company. I’m in love with this family; I look forward to seeing them every week.
They are honest, hardworking, and viscerally loving, which is rare among all people. The market has become more than just a market for us; it has become a place of community where we get things we need, meet friends, make friends, and run into neighbors.
I decided to invite you all on a photo walk, as I often write about the things I have come ot value in my community. I very much enjoyed the walk today; please come along.
The market was supposed to be in a park, but it rained out and pushed into the old firehouse. I always take a photo of the Adirondack fish people first. I know their names, but I want to avoid getting them wrong.
I call them the excellent fish family. I value their friendship. (Above, they broke for lunch and a sandwich.)
I want one of those sweatshirts. Come along on the walk.
Portrait, the Adirondack Fish People: I love these people; they are just as lovely as they look, and their fish is great. I got two Maryland crab cakes.
Erwin and their daughter Anna are home from college for the summer. She designs the best vegetable tables I’ve ever seen. She even asks older people how they are, something familiar in the country but rare in the city.
She interns at Earth Sky Bakery in Vermont in the summer. I got her name but just remembered I needed to write it down. I’ll see her next week. She comes every week to the farmer’s market.
Our friends Katie and Kevin with their granddog. Kevin is smitten.
We went to Moses Market (as in Grandma Moses). Judy is one of my classy flower providers.
Cindy, the goat lady, has become a precious friend. She makes the best soap in the world. I bought another one.
Casey’s dream is edging closer. In July, she’ll open a cafe in Hubbard Hall, and her horse wagon will be nearby.
Never heard fish described as “adorable” before….or a man using the adjectives “lovely” and “adorable” as much as you.
🙂 Actually, that was my new AI proofreader. If I don’t want them, they do all kinds of strange things, yet I do find them effective. The number of typos in my pieces has dropped dramatically. They catch obvious errors but change words for odd reasons. I’m used to making my own mistakes, not others. Life is American at this time.The fish is excellent, tho…