It's the time of the year when I have flipped through my catalogs about 25 times each. I have them memorized and when I want to show someone a particular plant I can flip right to the page. I have circles around hundreds of veggies and garden products and the pages are slightly wrinkled from my skins oils. My wish lists are long and unrealistic as I would need 20 acres just to accommodate them. Its time to start narrowing em down. This is always my least favorite part. Deciding which wonderful plants will make the cut. Which ones will join the all-star team and more than likely undergo a bit of torture in my gardens. By torture i mean the occasional ,I decided to go camping for the weekend and party with all my friends instead of taking care of my precious veggies, torture. I hope to not do this often but alas, I am but a mere mortal and tempted easily.
One of the more important decisions I am working on is whether to go or not to go to the farm market this year. In my area, farmers markets are springing up all over the place. Many are very close to home. I was thinking of growing some extra produce organically for the markets. The heirloom and organic craze has arrived in my area quite strongly in the last few years. I'm thinking heirloom carrots, squash, melons, tomatoes, herbs, cut flowers, garlic, potatoes and maybe a few others could be great for the market. Growing from seed is an economical way to grow plants and will really limit my loss if it doesn't pan out.
I have always wanted to sell at farm markets. When i was a child my mother sold perennials at the Sara Hardy Farm Market in Traverse City, MI. Every Saturday we woke at 4 a.m., hit the road by 5. I always brought my friend, Shelly with me so that we could play while mom sold plants. It was about an hour drive to the market during which Shelly and I would fall back to sleep. If we managed to stay awake we listened to the oldie's station. I can still remember which songs they played. Duke of Earl, The Wanderer, Crimson and Clover, etc... Great songs that i love to this day for the fond memories they bring.
The farmers market was always incredibly fun. The sights, smells, and the swarms of people buying and selling. Delicious fresh strawberries and wonderfully rich black bottom cupcakes where always our favorite! The market is set along the Boardman River so there was plenty to do when we weren't perusing the other vendors offerings.
I have always wanted to return to that market but as a seller. Joining in the fun and meeting new people. Will I go? I still have a decision to make but I am strongly leaning in one direction.