By 9:30 this morning (mind you, I slept in 'til after 8), I was pretty exhausted already. Earlier I had walked down to the farmers' market by myself, and hauled back the kind of load that N & I usually carry together: a dozen ears of corn, a few tomatoes, a few peppers, two pints of tiny new potatoes, two bunches of beets, a baguette, two pints of
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