“To market, to market,
to buy a fat pig…”
To tell the truth, I have never seen a pig at the Stratford
Farmers Market, but there is a vast array of goods to tantalize the palette.
As you arrive a visual bouquet of colour assails the eye.
Flowers ready for
hanging or planting,
or fresh cut flowers to adorn your table.
Bright, cheery canopies shade
fresh fruits and vegetables
of all
kinds and colours.
If you grow hungry,
the Agricultural Society
provides delicious
bacon on a bun,
And to top it off there are fresh apple fritters or a fried Mars Bar!
A gathering place of citizens;
A chance to fill the larder with fresh food;
Saturday mornings, the Stratford Market is the place to be!
…and we haven’t even entered the building yet! That is for
another entry. Keep posted.
