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Hometown Nomad: Overland Park Farmer's Market


Yesterday morning, I went to a nearby Farmer's Market to browse the produce and to get a shot of creative inspiration. I parked about 2 blocks away from the Farmer's Market. I strolled down the street snapping cell phone photos of the architecture of the buildings which housed local businesses. I made note of several restaurants and cafes that I have been wanting to try.

As I walked closer to Farmer's Market entrance, I heard a live bluegrass band jammin' out to the folk classic entitled "Rocky Top.". I may have hummed a few bars of the tune whilst walking towards the produce stalls.

Even at 8 am on a Saturday morning, the walkways of the Farmer's Market are jammed with people. Some are sauntering down the walkway whilst chatting with their companions. Others are meticulously looking over the produce and other wares.

The underlying vibe at the Overland Park Farmer's market is one of happiness and fellowship. Silently, I deride myself for not coming out here more often. I vow to make more of an effort to patronize this and the other local farmer's markets. Especially, since they will be gone 

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