Saturday, 8/2/08

Well, we finally had rain, a thunderstorm actually. It came close to the end of Market and passed quickly. The day otherwise was pleasantly warm and mostly sunny, and cool enough for people to drink hot coffee. Mid-Summer days like this remind me of one of the reasons I moved to Vermont all those years ago, namely looking forward to Fall, Winter and Spring. Seasons-ya gotta love it here.

Market goers seek shelter from the thunderstorm under a big maple tree. Uhhh, wait a minute.

"Psst, Mom. There he is again. This time he has a camera."

Saturday, 7/26/08

Cool, overcast morning gave way to warm, sunny afternoon. Many new faces. Running, chattering kids.
My customer of the day; Woman enters stage right and asks the price of a cup of coffee. "One dollar" sez I. "That's too low" sez she. "That's still the price" sez I. "You're stupid for charging so little" sez she, after which she gives me two dollars for the coffee. Later on she wants a refill. "50 cents" sez I. "Nonsense, here's a dollar" sez she, pours the refill, then exits stage left.

Mother and child

60s radical Mike "The Griffin" Molloy and associate Maria "Slice" Pomilla boldly walk the Market, securely under the protection of the Zucchini Action Front Provos.
Actually, that's our esteemed Market manager David, with his old friend, Judith Sherman, who won this year's Grammy for Best Classical Music Production. Congrats, Judith!

Cute kid of the day, contemplating the texture of her Russian teacake.



"TWA bridies, a plen ane in an ingin ane an a"
Who can translate this?

Saturday, 7/19/08

Sorry this post is late-t'storms kept killing the lights.
You know those old sayings about summer in Vermont? "9 months of winter and 3 months of road construction" "11 months of winter and 30 days of hard sledding" etc. ad nauseum. Well I think we must be in that rarest of all Vermont seasons right now. It was officially a billion degrees at Market. I guess that means winter is coming.
Great music Saturday-Marty Cain did, among other songs, a wild punked out rendition of Phil Ochs "I aint a marchin anymore". Check out his MySpace page. Later. RS

The aforementioned Marty Cain and co.

"No pictures, no pictures" ( I hate these paparazzi!)

2 generations of Millers, my friendly neighbors to the west.

Saturday, 7/12/08

Just another day in Paradise. Vermont is so green now that it seems unreal. How can anything be that green? The greenness washes over everything, lifting everyone's spirits. Tons of little kids running around laughing, screaming. Farmers' greens are greener. A market goer notices all the different smells. The angelic clarinet player fills the place with great old tunes. You can smell new raspberries at the Miller stand. Something about the Market causes people to hang out all day long.

Cute kid of the day.

The Circus Smirkus is coming to town.

Kurt, our intrepid bread monger, is off on a european bicycling adventure. He will be riding from (get this) Norway north of the Arctic Circle, to southern Spain. Kurt promises to blog post his travels at: The 411-Kurt's Riding Chronicles. Follow his journey.

Susan's Yarn

Melanie Long

All of us at the Brattleboro Farmers Market mourn the loss and celebrate the life of Melanie Long (Mel), who died suddenly last week. Mel had a booth at Market for the last 5 years, performing hand and foot massages.



Following Saturday's Market we held a memorial service for Mel . Those who knew Mel, both personally and through her work, spoke of her memorable life and work, and of her influence on those around her.
After our remembrances, we joined in a circle dance, and then planted a tree in her memory. Mel will be missed at Market. May she forever dance with the faeries.

Saturday, 7/05/08

The fifth of July is the perfect day for the Brattleboro Farmers Market. All those visitors in Vermont on the Fourth hang out for the weekend. We had a very large number of out-of-state market goers. Mother Nature cooperated, giving us a rather cool, overcast day-great coffee weather.

Barb and daughter Ella have been attending Market since before Ella could walk.

Who ate my bowla granola?!?!


Kelli's Quilts. Kelli's colorful quilts. Coming soon, Kelli's colorful kerchiefs for Akitas (and other dogs). Check out her website

Saturday, 6/28/08

Went to Maine last weekend, nice salt air in Penobscot, only one thing-no farmers market.
Saturday was great, many visitors from away. I love the noise level, the chatter, the familiar and new faces. It occurred to me Saturday that Market makes a nice safe haven from the worries of the "real" world. Maybe I'll just sleep all week and wake up Saturday.

Jerry's flowers

Moms of the world, unite!



Cute kid of the day