A pleasant outing when the weather is dry and fresh -- as opposed to Florida's humidity in the summer. About 30 stalls were scattered in a park-like area. Mostly artists who made jewelry, dog collars, ceramics, shells-creations, soap vendors, a Gelato man, who was nowhere to be seen, however. Only the generator of his presumed ice-cream maker was purring, four sellers of reusable shopping bags and a weaver. Then there was one baker who allegedly had German breads. That had lured me there in the first place. Two stalls selling home-made jams and relishes. We found three stalls selling vegetables and I struck up my usual conversation. "Do you grow the veggies yourself?" Some did, others got it from other farmers nearby. None grew anything organically.
A good find at the end was a Mark who sold shrubs. He had a cardboard sign: Fresh eggs. Talking to him he said: Organic seems to be the latest! Thank God, it finally found Florida! I started it over 20 years ago. He used the straw the chickens run or live on, including the manure, as fertilizer for his shrubs. "And we recycle the egg cartons". I did too when we eventually had enough surplus to sell produce as a Farmer's wife including herbs, veggies, fruit and relishes. A veritable trip down memory lane".
I went home, planted the arugula I bought and swore to nurse the remaining bell peppers still on the plant, but they suffered from sinking temperatures at night and start losing their leaves.
