



Spent afternoon putzing around the
Santa Cruz market, buying okra, eggs for Ma, knobby heirloom tomatoes, gigantic green beans (they looked like shelling beans to me!), a bundle of basil, 3 heirloom zukes, 2 teeny pears, onions, onions, onions and 2 mini pumpkins.
Visited old farming chums; chit-chatted with favorite farm gals.
Omnipresent heat, moping brows, but un-dampened moods.
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