I've been going to Brownwood the past couple of weekends to help clean out my grandmother's house. That has been tough . . . really tough . However, one of the upsides of driving the 3 and 3/4 (one way) hour trip these past two weekends has been getting to spend time with my family (with whom -- while I was in grad. school -- I did not get to spend near enough time).
The past two Saturdays, my mom and I have gotten up early to go to the little farmer's market. It's small, but full of really good people, selling really fresh, organic (usually) produce at really great prices. There's a little bit of everything there -- squash, zucchini, tomatoes, sprouts, honey, eggs, flowers, and cantaloupe. I love supporting the local folks instead of the corporate grocery types. In fact, I would rather pay a bit more and know I am supporting someone local. The market is full of people who care about their gardens, their community, and their customers. It's so refreshing!
There's even a man who sells trees, and he has the most beautiful magnolia trees. I wish I had more money and I would buy one for my mom to plant in her yard in honor of my grandmother. I wish I had my own yard to plant one in, but I do not think it would do well in Lubbock anyway.
Lots of work to do today, but going to the market was a nice way to start an otherwise tough day.
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