Markets

Thank you for staying with this blog.

The posting is too erratic even for me.

I am at the Columbia Library after our Wednesday market. I started doing these mid-week markets last week and will be continuing them indefinitely. These aren't the Saturday sell-out-in-an-hour markets these are the Wednesday die-hard-market-goers market. In other words it can be slow. We pack the station wagon up at about 3:20 head in to town and unpack before the bell rings to alert the handful of shoppers that we are open for business. Ken sticks around for the first group of regulars and then he heads just across the parking lot we call home to the ARC or Activities and Recreation Center, for a swim. I talk to our market neighbors about just about any thing. Someone might ask about having horns on our goats and cattle panels, I might ask about cattle prices, or how long it takes to render fat into soap. Of course every once in a while someone comes to get some cheese, or maybe they just come to look at our cheese and wind up buying it. It does seem like they always buy. If they stop they are going to buy. Here is the pitch; "We make goat cheese"
"various responses"
"Do you have any questions I can answer" (even if they don't they come up with one so I don't get left hanging)
Then they buy cheese.

You could buy cheese to if you come to Columbia Farmer's Market on Saturdays (I wont be there) or Wednesday afternoons!

I am still tired friends. Now I know what they all meant when they said they were on automatic pilot. Somehow it all gets done though.

In parting my cabbages are doing great and I just planted about 120 red onions. Sauerkraut with onion anyone?

Forget it.

Lets just forget it ever happened.


I now have a new computer (thank you dad). That means I can make entries throughout the week and put them up here on my day off. I like that idea.