I get it, farmers markets are a bit unorthodox. Really, who does their shopping in a parking lot? Heaven forbid you get to talk to the grower. The modern food industry ignores the natural order of things: what’s in season, pest infestation, effects of weather - life and death. Today, we can push a button and whatever we desire will show up on our porches. Sure, this is a wildly convenient way of life. But we are widening the gap that exists between the “how” and the “what”. Does this honor our creator?
At the farmers market you get a real connection. You see the calloused hands, the sunburnt cheeks - and I get to see your smiling faces! I see your kids getting bigger and your mother moving slower. I rejoice when you’re back after surgery, and I lament when I hear you got laid off. And I know that when the floods come or when coyotes attack, you’re thinking of us too. I know that you’re stepping outside the mainstream to support local growers and producers and I know you’re often paying premium pricing. I appreciate this greatly. But what I value most is YOU.
See you at the market!
John
