A) make it to market on Saturday
B) prepare a bed and plant a few tomato plants
We accomplished 'A' on Saturday. Michael and I, along 2 of our 3 offspring made our way to the crowds. My kids are very proud of me, I'm getting so much better at 'handling' the throng. I'm not even certain why the hustle and bustle gets to me so much except that I am always that person getting run over with a wagon or stroller while I attempt to jockey around a dog leash in the faint hope of tossing $3.00 at a little boy helping his dad sell the family's tomatoes or onions. It's the height of stress (next to raising teenagers, but that's my other blog)
Usually I prefer to frequent the smaller family markets and farmstands where the crowds are thinner and the pace less frantic. This year however, I've challenged myself to indulge my family who all love the market. There are constant pleas throughout the height of the season. "Let's go to the market tomorrow." "Can we go to the market today?"
This year, I'm going to say okay. I'm going to grit my teeth and smile at the people who stop dead in the flow of traffic. I will smile as they whip around yelling "Harold, Harold, I'll meet you. I'm going for strawberries!" You never hear Harold answer, probably because he is out of earshot. He must be, I can't think off another explanation for the hand gesturing, not even close to American Sign Language, that almost smacks me in the face.
I'm going to do it!
Yesterday was a test. I wanted some bedding veggies, potatoes, something smoked and some cheese bagels. Michael wanted apples, chicken wings and french fries, Kate wanted cheese curds, Ethan wanted to browse the toy corner for some collector pack of cards he HAS to have.
I got my bedding plants, potatoes and bagels, I passed on the something smoked but picked up some gorgeous pigtails instead. Michael got apples from Martin's, some chicken wings from Hilltop Poultry and his french fries. Kate scored her cheese curds. Ethan wasn't able to acquire his cards but was satisfied with a hotdog (9 year olds are pretty easy to please) We accomplished all of this and no one was harmed in my wake...I passed!
|In our tiny garden tomatoes and peppers |
need to get along and share the space.
It was labour intensive for Michael (have I mentioned he's amazing? It helps that he loves food, he can taste the promise of future rewards.) He carved a narrow bed out of the clay, redistributing heavy shovels full of the water clogged muddy nightmare in other areas of the yard. He filled the plot with peat and garden blend, tilling it by hand into what clay lay loose in the trench. We planted the cell packs picked up at the market. Added tomato cages and covered our efforts in bird netting to thwart the destruction of our neighbourhood bunny.
Now I just have to be patient. Another challenge! I guess I can always cook while I wait...
|A reward for Michael's efforts. |
Apple Rhubarb Crumble with ginger, brown sugar and raisins.
Eat well, Live well, Laugh often