walked in the chilly fall air to the last farmer’s market of the season yesterday. I got brussels sprouts, onions, and a free butternut squash from Pirate Pete the farmboy. His dad was being a regular carnival barker about the whole thing…it was fun and yet so sad. No more weekly walks to buy fresh delicious veggies and flirt with the farmboy! Until the spring…..
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