Fairytale Farming

 
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I love a good Farmers Market. At the same time, with so many people, and so much produce piled high, it can become an overwhelming blur. As I wandered the stalls hoping to find my perfect match, the people behind the veggies all looked the same to me. Young or old, scruffy or clean, bored or busy, I had a hard time telling one from another. Then I saw the party at the very end of a very long aisle.

Under a rainbow umbrella and a big Beet Generation Farm banner, a little love fest was underway. Hugging, kissing, howls of laughter, and big bags of produce passed hand-to-hand. These people were happy to be here, happy to be farmers. Better yet, they were thrilled to be alive....

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Hilary Austen