Market Reminder

The past drives us into the inevitable future while we live somewhere in the middle. In all honesty, the present doesn’t exist. Try to identify this present moment, and it will have already slide into the past. We hydroplane up into our future. Farmers live on this glassy edge too. The romaine leaf stands up, robust, alive with chloroplast pumping. The knife’s edge pauses at the stem before plant becomes salad and death cascades a series of effects. Bags are arranged, cold rooms can stretch the present, but ultimately, we quickly arrange the bodies of plants and animals on tables so that our bodies may continue before the present moment escapes us. Life bleeds into life. Here’s to the bodies of others who nurture our own bodies.

Click, order, and be joyful for tomorrow the market closes.

Sincerely,

Kyle Holton
Program & Market Manager