Farmers’ Markets: It’s Saturday Morning
They come rain or shine, May through October, to mingle with friends and neighbours.
… and everyone’s at the farmers’ market – townsfolk, country folk and tattooed teens, toddlers in strollers, the elderly with canes, hipsters, neighbours, shih tzus and schnauzers, the chic, the casual and the “wouldn’t-miss-a week” regulars.
They come rain or shine, May through October, for strawberry-rhubarb pie, fresh pork chops, 10-for-a-10-spot pepperettes, mushrooms, sunflower bouquets, butter tarts, pumpkin-raisin loaves, kale, carrots and golden, red and candy-cane beets, homemade soups and handmade soaps, knitwear and jewellery. And they come to mingle with friends and neighbours.
Sometimes the market gets them young. Colourful fluttering signs on one stall announce, “Kids’ Market” and “Awesome Stuff!” The awesomeness includes self-published books (“I did it with my grandma”), handmade dolls (“I googled how, then I practised”), painted sticks (“Wands!”) and homemade dog treats.
Susan and Ron Des Cotes from Mono are among the regulars – along with their shelties Katy and Charlee. “I love a local market,” Susan says. “What other place brings people together that doesn’t involve politics or sports or competition? It makes it a community.”
Outdoors on summer Saturday mornings from 8 a.m. to 1 p.m. – Orangeville Farmers’ Market is the community.