the best I could do was
where
Market gardeners sold their produce.. getting up early this morning to come to market..
duck meat, duck fat and then onto artisan bread..
they sold out of my first choice [spelt and pumpkin bread], so I settled for an organic spelt and linseed. bake bread and give it to Mother Earth with a prayer of gratitude & when I break this bread tomorrow.. I will give a prayer of gratitude..
there were cheesemakers.. blessed be those cheesemakers...
& You could make your own muesli
he could not resist, a bacon and egg roll
the harvest continues here at Villa Maria...
with cucumbers, tomatoes, basil & potatoes..
[stumbling towards ecstasy as I lowered my carbon footprint]
16 comments:
I can only dream about such places where we live. Not just the climate but the population is so small and no one is interested in Artisan bread and the like. I have to drive at least half and hour in the summer to get to a vegetable stand and then, on questioning, find that the veggies don't come from our area anyway!!!
Looks so relaxing. Simple pleasures, healthy food. Such enjoyable photos you've shared here, capturing the feel of it all.
Wishing you a happy week ahead dear Robyn.The header details and photo of you are delightful.
Good fun to see a photo of Joe here also, musing over those choices at Trunkey Bacon and Pork. Bon apetit! xxx
I love your take on life, you capture it beautifully in words and images.
Have a wonderful week to you and Joe,
Sue x
ohh i love farmers markets-we have a lot around here, in a different village each week.
you have inspired me to travel round them and buy more locally. when we lived in dorset we would go to one every week and buy cheese and eggs and sometimes a cake :)
It's not meant literally, though -- blessed be the makers of any dairy products. LOL! That's one of my favourite Monty Python bits!
Farmer's markets are the best place to buy food. Yours has a great selection of goodies. Where we live I would have to drive about an hour to reach a farmer's market so that wouldn't do much for my carbon footprint. Sadly I must rely on a small local produce market that isn't always the best.
my darling,
i would walk any where with you. you have the profound intention of exalting sacred in every ordinary.
this ties us to each other even if we never meet face to face.
we already share a soul knowing.
i love your mindfulness, grateful nature, your generous heart.
dear mis R,
your comment just arrived...so glad my thoughts found a place in your heart. my words are your words, i am humbled and honored to be close to you.
To Robyn from Julie
Blessed are the cheesemakers? ...lol. :)
Glad you had a lovely day.
The proverbial fat of the land was there! Ahh...
Just waddled over here from Rebecca's place... read your message. Mmm, Farmers markets can not be beaten. I love your blog - and it took me aback when you mentioned eating breakfast outside (as I sit here looking at snow!) then it dawned on me you're in Australia!!!
I do hope you will join in with Rebecca's fundraising auction - I think whatever you create will be wonderful. Go for it!!!
we have those markets here too and theyre very popular. Ive never tasted spelt bread before, must try it some time!
As ever reading about your journey is a joy, especially when it involves good food, a subject close to my heart (or stomach!!!)
I really enjoy the bita about what is being harvested in your own garden, that always makes me smile.
xx
this is why we love your posts! You know how to make us feel like we are with you. Hugs, Sr.K
dearest Robyn
Blessings to you and yours this harvest season and always.
xx
wow, this makes me feel so hungry!!
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