Post V: Observations and reflections of the Farmers' Market

On Saturday my family and I visited the Farmers’ Market. I had only been there one other time this year and normally I go at least five times a year, so I was really excited that I finally had enough free time to be able to make a trip to the Haymarket in Downtown Lincoln to go to the Farmer’s Market. While I was there, there were many different booths that caught my eye. There was a booth with vegetables and fruits. Generally I only like fruit and not vegetables so much, but the selection that they had at the Farmers’ Market was incredible. Not only did they have everything from corn to sweet potatoes, but the vegetables were also homegrown and fresh. That was enough to make even me suddenly hungry for vegetables. And the fruit…need I say any more. I was sold the minute I set eyes on the variety of apples and peaches and nectarines and the list goes on.

After a while, I left the fruits and vegetables and sauntered on over to the pastry booth. I was lured to this booth by the tantalizing aroma of baked goods that I could smell from across the market. I couldn’t resist. I reached into my pocket and took out my wallet. I had to have one of those cinnamon rolls. I picked out the one that looked biggest and best to me. I couldn’t wait. As soon as I selected it and paid for it, I took the cinnamon roll and found a spot to sit down for a while and eat it. I had made a good choice. It was probably the best cinnamon roll I have ever had. After I finished, I sauntered around with my family a little bit more and after we had been there for about an hour, we decided it was finally time to go. Although nothing too eventful happened that day I’m still glad I went. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to get that cinnamon roll.