Projo Garden Blog

It’s so sad. All winter, Hope High School is –– just a school. (I mean, not that that's not important and everything. But on the "all about me-ter" it doesn't exactly send the needle into the red zone.)

But tomorrow, it begins its yearly transmogrification into –– The Hope High School Farmer’s Market.

In the interest of full disclosure, I must tell you that this is my market. My nearly every-Saturday destination. I bring my mom (who thought it was too fancy for her, until she actually went and found bargains). And I usually run into a few people I work with.

There are some nice dogs, and occasionally an alpaca.

The market is open from 9:30 a.m. (exactly –– they ring a bell) to 12:30 p.m.

Because it’s a farmer’s market, what’s offered varies: The spinach you loved last week might have bolted this week. So give the chard a try. That’s part of the fun.

The selection gets more plentiful as the season rolls on, all the way through November.

But it’s not just fruit and veg. There’s coffee and baked goods, cheese, seafood, eggs, plants and more.

Green with envy that you don’t live nearby? Don’t be, little sprout.

There are many farmers markets all over the state, including these, and you may well grow as fond of yours as I have of mine.

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