Postcard greetings of the market kind where a good time is being had by all. Not the least for having discovered the new shiitake vendor… AND scoring seed potatoes, ‘eating’ potatoes, BLACK CURRANTS!!, yellow plums, and a few more things in other and various hues.
p.s. Am slightly addicted to the greenhouse tomatoes Meredith sells (I wanted to wait for the vine-ripened, I swear I did, and I thought I could just taste ONE of the greenhouse beauties, I thought I could handle it, that they’d have no power over me.) I had it sliced on toast with mayo. Do not send help.
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Other (not always) wordless friends:
Cheryl Andrews
Allison Howard
Barbara Lambert
Allyson Latta
Elizabeth Yeoman
Matilda Magtree 
You’ve made me more than ever eager for my tomatoes to ripen.
The ONE vine-ripened I’ve tasted was ultra yummy. I think it will be a good tomato year.
This is so wonderful. Many flavours and colours. A wonderful market for sure. I live how you don’t just go places. You experience them.
Thanks, Gwen. I think you do the same thing… (: