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Hotter than a Goat in a Pepper Patch


fm 9am at the Pepper Place Farmer’s was hot. And sweaty. And at times, it smelled like goats.

I was looking forward to this day for a couple of months. The market opens for the season the first weekend of May. We were spending most of our spare time working with our church (tornado disaster relief) during May, and gone to Colorado in June. Here is July, and we finally got to go!

It was so much fun!!! If you count sunburn, flies, sweaty bits, and a fight at the lemonade line fun. Which, of course, I do. I can’t imagine a more exhilarating place to be. Let me think back to three weeks ago when I was standing in snow. Never mind, it’s too depressing.

In between looking for something drink, I managed to get some pictures of gorgeous food. Notice I didn’t say gorgeous pictures. Sweat was running down my eyeballs and I didn’t care about sharpness or exposure or anything but getting a picture. I had waited this long and driven this far (1.5 hours) and I was getting a freakin’ picture! We tinkered around, avoided jail time, and got some good stuff. Watermelon (gross), cantaloupe (ew), corn on the cob (meh), and peaches (YUM). I don’t have many pictures of those because we went straight to a family thing and I hid my peaches. I was secretly hoping the other stuff would be devoured but we didn’t even cut the watermelon, someone else brought a cut-up cantaloupe, and we had a ton of corn left over.

But even with the not-so-great weather, I had a good time seeing all the market finds and enjoying an early Independence day dinner. I might even cut up the cantaloupe for Stephen. . . but I have no idea how to do it. I’ve never touched the orange stuff.


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The best part of the day…..homemade ice cream



Even though it was a less than stellar day at the market, I’m sure I’ll be back, but maybe a couple of hours earlier. I’m ready for fresh strawberries and basil!