I can get a bit overwhelmed at a farmer's market. Plenty, is the word that comes to mind, over and over. So much plenty. Color, vegetables, flowers, textures, fruits, flavors, plants, scents. Baskets and crates, filled to the brim with fresh tomatoes, in 10 different colors and sizes. Tables piled high with potatoes, bell peppers, jalepenos, string beans, watermelons. Neat turquoise and purple boxes filled with dark burgundy cherries, dusty red raspberries, enormous huckleberries. And buckets full of dahlias, sunflowers, zinneas, hydrangea and lillies, line the aisles. It's a place of sensory overload. It's also a reminder of all that we have available to us. I walk away from the farmer's market, every time, full of awe and gratitude. Sounds corny, but it's true.