City Folk on the Farm

Us city folk take immense pleasure in all kinds of "uncity-like" activities like going to a farm where we can remember what air minus exhaust fumes smells like, hear the cows moo and the sheep bleat and partake in wholesome activities such as picking peaches,

(Peaches grow on trees? Whoah!)

Climbing trees,

Climbing the haystack pyramid,

Climbing fences ( it seems a lot of climbing is involved)

Watching a goat climb a bench (this naughty goat belonged on the other side of the fence).

Farmer's Market

Why is it that Farmer's Market veggies and fruits are always more appealing than store-bought produce? I love walking between the stands at a Farmers Market where veggies are displayed in baskets and burlap sacks and are so vibrant and tasty looking. Did I mention fresh?
Somehow the dormant cook in me always emerges when I touch and smell the produce at the farmers market and I start coming up with all kinds of healthful and elaborate menus these veggies can contribute to. I fantasize about one day having my own little vegetable patch in my back yard of a house I don't yet own. I can see my kids walking around with big watering cans, feeling important and delighted at being given a part in the food growing process. Aaah fantasies. For now I'll content myself with the colors, smells and tastes of the Farmer's Market.