A true bummer about having a broken ankle is missing out on some of your favorite things. The farmer’s market on the capitol square opened up a few weeks ago and I watched as my friends posted updates and photos onto their Facebook and Twitter pages. I sat at home and pouted.
I love the farmers market. It’s a Madison tradition of fresh produce, wonderful baked goods and a variety of ecclectic people and things. However, it is terribly crowded and difficult to maneuver on a good day. Mix in crutches…
On Saturday I made it down, sans crutches. It was still a pain to get around. I’m slower than the throng that pushes through at a steady pace. When I saw something I wanted to investigate closer I had trouble getting in and out of the moving train of bodies. And I only made it half-way around the square. Just that half was an exhausting yet exhilarating hike.
I couldn’t stay long but I got my first market in for the season. I hobbled by to my car with three little loaves of mini breads, the scent of produce and baked goods in my head and knowledge that I would be able to take in the full market in just a few more weeks.