To Market, To Market
Jul 20, 2021
2 minutes
TEXT ANNE PETROFF
ibrantly hued leaves float gently to the ground and crunch beneath my feet as I cross the parkway to my local farmers’ market. The usually empty lot is alive with vendors and potential customers. The scene before me reveals rows of white canopies and colorful umbrellas covering tables piled high with
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