Sunshine, apple turnovers and banjos..

I love the farmers market.

I mean really, I think that if I could be stuck in one place for ever.. I would choose for it to be inside the market.  We go every Saturday at 7am.. (yes... AM) and do our rounds..  Busting through the metal doors, you're always met with some fantastic blast of cinnamon-bun smells and lively banjo folk, the best way to rub that sleep out of your eyes. 

First, the fish guy where we usually nab a sea trout, then on to our favourite funky young farmers where we grab veggies (down to onions, cabbage, carrots & potatoes right now.. but oh, spring is coming!!). Downstairs to the bread people.. there's always a long line for this one.. but there are tons of fun booths to look at while you wait.. (I bought a print of a little orange fishing house today that i've been ooogling for months).  With two apple turnovers in hand, it's time for the goat cheese (and goat yogurt!).. with a sometimes stop at the always-smiling free-range/organic pork and beef farmers.  They are such a treat to see.. a gorgeous couple of couples run this sustainable farm, can answer (or find the answer) to any questions we might have & throw warm vibes out to everyone that passes.

Now, my true weakness.. the 75 cent maple sugar leaf.  This guy sees me coming from across the room... I grin because I'm excited for the delicious sugar rush, and because he's still wearing a huge fur winter hat.. plus he always makes a crack about me not being sweet enough.. heh.

Back upstairs to grab some apples and cider, the occasional german pretzel, and to drop whatever coins are left into the banjo case on the way out.

Emerging from the market, we're met with a sun so bright that it burns the winter fuzz off of our eyes.. blinking to regain sight, holding the door for the family coming in on our way out.. we meet the day with renewed energy, replenished food stores and a healthy respect for people once again.