My brother lives in Madison, MS, north of Jackson. My sister and I have been visiting. Yesterday he performed at the weekly farmers market. The theme was New Orleans, so he had a sax player join him, and they played New Orleans jazz tunes along with some favorites.
The afternoon had been the setting of a pop-up storm, but as soon as Hunter sang “When the Saints Go Marching In”, the sky opened up and “the sun began to shine.” My sister bought a box of fresh blueberries for us to enjoy for breakfast today.
What does a summer farmers market conjure for you? Please write a small poem in the comments and come back to support other writers with encouragement.
I am writing a nonet today, a form in which the syllable count goes up from 1-9.
Come
enjoy
Jazz and juice,
plump blueberries,
tomatoes, peaches,
kids jumping for bubbles,
ice cream pops and cookie cake.
Fill your shopping bag with sunlight.
Take home golden garden groceries.
Margaret Simon, draft
Reflections on the Teche 
I love this, the sun making an appearance almost as if the music was the intro to the shine. The line, “…golden garden groceries” absolutely delicious!
Jazz and juice and golden garden groceries – lovely!
There’s a favorite farm stand we stop at on the way to the beach each summer. When I think of a summer farmers’ market, I think of Rosie’s. It’s become a family tradition.
On the way to the shore
we stop at Rosie’s for
Jersey ripe tomatoes,
cucumbers and corn,
pink plump peaches,
blueberries and more –
Rosie’s has it all!
Rose, the market bears your name!
Yes! My kids would always kid me about that.
Rose, your descriptions of what you can buy at Rosie’s makes me want to visit. I am especially drawn to those “pink plump peaches”. Fun!
Margaret, I’m a day late, but wanted to stop by for this delicious post. I love the description of playing “When the Saints” and the sun shining. “Fill your shopping bag with sunlight” is such a lovely line. I thought of the biggest bunch of celery I ever saw!
Celery At the 29 Palms Farmers Market
Soaring celery stalk
Stretches to new heights
Overflows my shopping bag
All those “s” sounds make this post doubly delicious!
Any day you write is one to celebrate. Today celebrate celery!
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