The Certainty of Change

Beloved Fulton Street Farmer's Market

Our 2011 market season has ended and I’m feeling nostalgic.  This week the Fulton Street Farmer’s Market will end as we know it and the work will begin on it’s all new and much-needed renovation.  So why am I so sad?  I know we will love pulling up to a market stall that is permanently covered.  No more tarps dripping on us and our customers, or shredding in high winds.  Nobody would deny that this is an improvement.  But am I crazy to have actually liked putting up our tarp?  I remember the first time I came to market by myself, so early no one would see me fumbling with the darn thing; and my sense of satisfaction when I got it up and secure.

Val stands ready for business on our last day of the season

And I know darn well neither of us will miss the endless splinters from the old and peeling wooden boards that overflow with beautiful produce each week.  Then what exactly is it? It’s not that I feel all change is hard; I’ve been through so much drastic change in the past 5 years it makes my head spin.  Then I came across a quote by Christina Baldwin, “Change is the constant, the signal for rebirth, the egg of the phoenix.”  I realized this statement held the answer to my feeling of sadness.  I was weary of change.  I had cut my teeth as a novice farmer at this old historical market, with all its funky worn-out pieces.  It’s has been my destination for purpose, conversation, commitment and passion.  Food. People. There was no glitz.  It was straightforward and unapologetic of its appearance.  It was simply itself, served up to the masses of people who also called it a destination each week. Many of our customers came for similar reasons, with their bed-heads, children in tow, to talk about everything from food, to politics, to the weather.  So here lies the question, can we preserve that feeling of connectedness?  Then it hit me.  It’s not the place, it’s the people.  The Fulton Street Farmer’s Market has great vendors, food and people.  It has been and always will be a microcosm of humanity in all its various shades and colors. That’s what I love about it:  the people.  So as all that is old is new again, I offer a collection of pictures to honor the market as it was as I look forward to the new.  Through the efforts of many, the phoenix will rise again.

Mike, Thomas and me, our vendor neighbors

Scott Wells and Val

Sorting onions

Fred and Linda

Linda my adopted mom

Chris Boetsma

Al and Martha

One of our favorites

Always supportive

Regulars

Love those turnips!

Even strangers pose like family

More supporters

Originally known to us as Starbucks gal

Dedicated Paul

James from Turtle Island

Lisa and some beautiful apples

Marge with her dogwood and wasp nest

Our dear Kate

Russell, Barbara and daughter

Karen and Val

Dear Wilma

Erin and Kate

Mary and her daughter

Bruchetta Man and his wife

Tom and Katie

Sarah

Special thanks to Narsha Newland our Friday volunteer!

“God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.”
–Reinhold Niebuhr

This entry was posted in Farm News. Bookmark the permalink.

4 Responses to The Certainty of Change

  1. Jude says:

    Great pictures!! Lovely looking friends and farmers. I hope they all return next year to make your market experience as rich as it has always been.
    Jude

  2. Wonderful Memories and friends that make my heart smile !! Thank you for the opportunity to a gal Friday!!
    Narcia .. many Hugs and Happy Thanksgiving!!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s