Every week during the warmer season, I look forward to the farmer’s market. Every Monday night I ask why, why did I think this was a reasonable use of time. During Covid, it was the only game in town. But Covid is, if not over-over, then over enough to do anything whatsoever else on a Monday after pickup.
It starts promisingly enough, with the popsicle s…
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