NORTH ASHEVILLE FARMER’S MARKET
Saturday morning Susie and I went to the North Asheville Farmer’s Market which had been moved from its usual University of North Carolina at Asheville site because UNC-A had become a staging site for rescue workers. The Farmer’s Market was moved to the large parking lot of the former Steinmart Store in North Asheville.
The mood at the Farmer’s Market was almost joyful. The market was an escape in the sunshine from the gloom of the last two weeks since Helene struck. It was a chance to be out in the sunshine in colorful hats and fall clothing, to meet friends and tell stories and to buy fresh bread and fruit and vegetables and honey and to get hot food from Cecelia’s food truck. I met Martha Nelson who went to India with me years ago, now a yoga teacher, who invited me to join her in San Miguel De Allende in January when she is holding a yoga workshop. That brightened my day. The entire Farmer’s Market brightened my day. In the afternoon I drove with Susie to her cabin near Marshall where I would stay for a week with clean spring water, an outhouse that didn’t need flushing, electricity and even an internet connection while in Asheville there was still no water, or a good cell phone connection or Internet.
BILLYBABA’S WANDERING 