June 16, 2008
I made $11 this weekend at the Farmer’s Market. Sales consisted of one tomato plant and a tray full of cinnamon buns. I also brought some of my cousin’s Inuit jewelry and sold two pieces of walrus penis bone, known as oosik in Inuktitut. Here’s my stand:
It was okay though I really need to make my canopy weights this week as a blustery gust of air threatened to flip it over. Unfortunately there were no dogs to drink from my water tray at the bottom left of the pic. Here’s some of the other vendors:
I thought that with the recent salmonellosis outbreak in tomatoes that plant sales would be through the roof this weekend. Maybe people were more interested in growing their own produce, in light of recent disease outbreaks, instead of relying on the industry to provide for them. But I only sold one lone Cherokee Purple tomato and gave another three away. It’s probably way past the time that most people think about planting tomatoes anyways.
So, this week a decision needs to be made: do I plant or pitch the rest of my tomatoes? It’s such a hard decision. Already I’ve relocated a number of herb plants out of my home garden and into the flower beds to make room for more tomato plants (I really can’t say no to new plants). Since I’ve run out of room there I’ve decided to look to container gardening for all of my extras. I have my five storage containers that I used for my winter sowing projects already drilled with holes and just have to find a nice blend of soil to toss in.