On Saturday, Adrian and I went to the Farmer's Market with his parents. We all wanted to pick up a few last things before the market closes for the season in a couple of weeks. It was a chilly, blustery fall day so there were not very many people there. It was great to shop without the usual crowds. Adrian and I picked up some raw wildflower honey from our favorite local honey farm. I tried samples of both the spring and fall wildflower honey and it's amazing how much of a difference there is. The spring tastes very smooth while the fall has a bite of sharpness to it. I liked them both. We also got a couple of pie pumpkins, some carnival squash, the last tomatoes of the season, yellow peppers, 5 pounds of honey crisp apples, apple cider and some spicy Italian sausages. I love buying locally grown food and supporting small farms. The prices were affordable and there were some end of the season bargains to be had. Snow was in the forecast for Sunday and I think that the farmers wanted to sell their produce before then.
This goofy blue penny rug is one that I made a few years ago. I think that it was one of my first wool felt embroidery projects ever. I worked on it while I was visiting my Mom and Dad out in Oregon. Every year in the fall I put it on my dining room table. It reminds me of my Mom. She gave me the pattern and the hand dyed wool for the leaves. I think she was working on this penny rug too. Did you ever finish that, Mom?
I wish that I owned a small hobby farm. I would keep chickens and grown tons of vegetables and have bee hives. I would have a root cellar and I'd can and preserve all kinds of good things to eat all year long. I would have a greenhouse where I could grow lettuce and tomatoes and herbs in the winter. I would have a few sheep and a border collie to keep them in line. I love the idea of being able to grow and raise the food that we would eat on the land that we'd own. I think that I was a pioneer in a former life. Or maybe a Beverly Hillbilly.