Easy light and fall flavors
The light is magic right now, soft and low, without the bluster of summer or the detachment of winter. I'm grateful again every morning I bike down Cornwall and see the clouds catching the pink of sunrise and tangling in the Chuckanuts. This landscape holds my heart.
I'm moving out from under the sky and into the market depot for the rest of the season. This morning will find me working to squeeze ten feet of setup into a six foot spot. Stop by to view my booth contortions, and to taste all the favors of fall: oat & apple, pear & sesame, stout & toasted farro, corn & cinnamon. Nothing new and crazy, but plenty of old favorites.
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