I love going to my local Friday night farmers market. I love my farmer friends. I love seeing cows and chickens up close. I love knowing WHO grew my food and WHERE it came from.
My mom and I were talking today on the way and we realized we have been going to this market for 6 years. 6 years!!! Some of these people have known my daughter since I was carrying her in a sling. I have been making the best effort my schedule, budget, and sanity will allow to feed my daughter (and myself) the freshest, healthiest foods possible for 6 years. Somehow it just doesn’t seem so long.
Here’s just a glimpse into what the market looks like on the outside:
OH.EMM.GEE.
There were baby cows today. Yes, technically I know they are CALVES. But there are BABY COWS. *squee*
Perhaps next time I go, I’ll take some pics of me WITH my farmer friends. When I feel a little more human and less like someone who needs hip replacement surgery.
Happy Friday everyone!
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