To, May, and the little Toes

This week my co-workers and I found a little tomato family.  I get teased about my vegetable interpretations until it turns into an English lesson on personification. 

A heart shaped tomato.

 Letter J or vegetable revolver (seeds included).

Recently, the sweet potatoes (aka yams) were dug up.  They come in a variety of sizes and shapes.  You can find little fingerly sized potatoes or enormous "full term baby" size.  I walked around cradling my orange tuber saying, "See my sweet potato baby?"  We found sweet potatoes that resemble a swan, ET, mustache, earth worm, and a toucan (or anteater). 

Like I said, my co-workers tease me a little about my perceptions, but the market customers "get it" and like to make their own interpretations, which gives me a smile and laugh.  Also, now the staff are noticing interesting shaped veggies and passing them on to me.  Even the boss said, "Here is a basket for your little guy." 

Magic Beans

So last week I was noticing that the beans were growing in the shapes of letters.  I started picking and pocketing the BEAN letters. At home I arranged the letters into words and took a photograph of them.  I showed the picture to Matt saying, "Matt the beans are MAGICAL!  They grow in the shape of letters.
Matt says, "It's like an anagram.  Maybe you got the arrangement wrong and its really supposed to be "sol-ve'" (pronounced soul -VAY) which in Latin means 'Don't read too much into the letter shaped beans."  Humph!  The Matt guy is is quite the joker.

Under the Spell

Some days at market the "Dahlia Man" sets up a stall next to ours.  He brings the most breathtakingly beautiful dahlias that are an absolute distraction for me.  I feel hypnotized by their unusual colors and forms.  I gush over over them and say things to the dahlia man's wife like, "Aren't you afraid the women are going to get TOO friendly with your husband?  Women love a man who can cultivate flowers you know."  It makes her laugh.  Finally I broke down and bought a bunch of his award winning dahlias.  (The Dahlia Man is extremely humble so that no one would know he has won multiple awards and is recognized around the nation for his horticultural abilities.)  Between gushing and swooning over the flowers, I publicly PROCLAIM, with extreme enthusiasm, each varieties special qualities, "Look at that color!  Oh my gosh!  The form of those petals!  Look at how big that is!"  Then in a state of doubt and grief I recluctantly chose these beautiful flowers.  I had no regrets later I just stared and admired and let myself fill with gratitude and sent up a prayer of blessings on the dahlia man.    
Can't you just tell they are grown with love?

Market Stall

 This is the stall I work in at Farmers' Market.  This is Karlene the farmer's wife.  Below is Matt.  He's the "melon man."  One day we saw him caressing the melons as he told the customers about their goodness.  Well, that very day a customer (who had previously ate some of the melon) came up and asked him out on a date.  They are now a couple.  He says he wakes up everyday feeling joyful because his girl friend is so hot, smart (working on a P.H.D), and fun.  I'm happy for him because Matt is funny and cute and hard working.  FYI I love working market.