I heart farmer's markets.

I love farmer's markets and the rise of the eat local food movement. We have a number of farmer's markets in our town and it's the season for all the great produce, flowers, baked goods, garden plants, seafood, honey, pesto, goat cheese and cider to be featured there. We stopped by a smaller one near our house today to buy fresh lettuce, crab and a bouquet of sweet peas. We'll have a fresh crab salad for dinner tonight in the house that smells sweeter thanks to the flowers.

Plus the farmer's market can be a great place to hear funny things. A four year old girl, dressed in bright red floral pedal pushers walked by a bucket of flowers and said "those allium you have there are just gigantic." Good for her for knowing their name and she was right, they were gigantic. My other favorite comment came from a parent trying to comfort her frightened daughter. "Don't worry honey," she said, "we won't get close to the scary clown lady." I love it. And I agree, clowns are scary. I know they mean to be nice and fun, but it never works for me and obviously not for the small child at the farmer's market either.