“Dogs are our link to paradise. They don’t know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring – it was peace.”
everybody’s best friend
the original farmer’s market
Happy Birthday to America’s original (and still most amazing) farmer’s market — Pike Place. If you’ll be in Seattle soon, check out Farm Days on the Cobblestones, happening now through Sept. 28.
Garrison Keillor pays tribute to the historic market in today’s Writer’s Almanac:
On this date in 1907, Pike Place Market opened in Seattle. It’s the oldest continuously operating farmer’s market in the United States, and it covers the waterfront: nine acres overlooking Elliott Bay. On opening day, eight farmers brought in their wagons full of produce, and they were met by about 10,000 eager shoppers. Now, more than a hundred years later, the merchants gather at nine o’clock every morning and a market master takes their shouted request for stalls: about 130 free spaces for 225 approved vendors. If your first choice is taken, you’d better have a second, or third, ready, because they don’t wait. They manage to sort everything out in less than 20 minutes.
pears aplenty
We have buckets and buckets of pears right now, so let us know if you want some! And, if you happen to have any good pear recipes…well, we’d appreciate your sending those along. 😀
satur(make-hay)day
One farmer’s trash…
Found this great old Purex bleach bottle while clearing the walking/horse trails in the back woods — and trust me, there’s plenty more where this came from. We are, in fact, now starting a collection from all the rubbish we find. Read how one company, TerraCycle, is turning everyday trash into everyday treasures in today’s NYT.
And to think they got their start with a little liquid worm poop. 🙂
