What can be done with a wet Sunday? If it falls in the middle of winter, staying in bed with a good book is an appealing option. But when it’s the start of summer, the season beckons. I began with the first option, but then remembered the farmers’ market in Grey Lynn.
Everything is fresh from the earth on these stalls. You get to meet the growers, and the vegetables have the season’s rain still on their leaves. This lettuce was crunchy and green,
the courgettes straight off the plant,
and the eggs newly laid. Everything is organic, and no middle traders are involved. The money goes straight to the growers, and only one road trip is needed. Economy all round.
And so, on this wet Sunday, I made a delicious salad of fresh raw vegetables and herbs, zinging with life and abundance. As I sat and ate my lunch, it felt as if the sun had come out.