
Meet me at the farmer’s market.
The Cajun jammers will be there.
Strawberries full of red, juicy flavor.


Tall trees for holding a sculpture.

Playground for spinning.
Everybody brings their dogs.

We are all welcome at the farmer’s market.


Meet me at the farmer’s market.






Margaret, there can be no better way to spend a weekend sunshine day than choosing fresh fruits and vegetables to bring home, playing with beautiful grandchildren on the playground, and greeting all the dogs out to bring sensory overload to their noses! Your pictures tell the story of fun.
It was a perfect day!
Thanks for the snippet of Cajun music (what is the instrument that looks like an accordion-shaped jews harp?), the mouth-watering strawberries, the Leo-sculpture, and sweet spinning Junebug!
Spinning is Stella. Did you hear her say “Did you get that?” She asked me to take a video. The instrument is an accordion.
I love your format today – combo of poem lines, photos, and videos. So much more than just a poem! Thanks for sharing.
The best – a multimedia experience of the Farmer’s Market! Wish I was there and eating a red, ripe strawberry!
The strawberries! What a fun day it must have been to all of you.
Love the visual multi-media approach and the words woven in. And who doesn’t love a farmer’s market?
Kim
Oh, Margaret, so much to love about this farmer’s market. I listened to the music again while I scrolled through the pictures. It was just like I was meeting you there. Those grandkids are pure joy!