
Tonight I

had my first raw carrot since the farmers market....Don't panic, the last market was was only like a week ago

and I have eaten cooked carrots since then. As I said before, I ate a salad


that had some raw carrots from the store, in it. They were gross. Not sweet, rather they were bitter. I have no idea why. For some strange reason I have this strange addiction to market. It makes me so high. I always get so happy after I go to market. The atmosphere is so great. All the familiar people; I've met met many people there and many of the vendors have come to know me by name. I am definatly sad that it is all over. So to give me a lessor high, I thought I would reminisce and just show you some of the pics. I love to go to the Clintonville, Worthington, and Westerville markets. So who know

s you may run into

me some day.
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