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Farmer’s Market Anticipation

Twas the night before farmer’s market,

and all through the house,

not a student was studying,

not even an ounce.


The recyclable bags,

were set by the door with care,

with hopes that fresh veggies,

would come home in there.


The home-cooks were nestled,

with their cookbooks in bed,

while visions of heirloom tomatoes,

danced in their hungry heads.


And me in my fleece,

and she in her leggings,

had just settled our brains,

for a very early dawning.


This image is from the Palo Alto farmer’s market.

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