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Miami County Locally Grown:  Things I never thought my students would teach me

I had a serious brain block when trying to write a weblog for opening the Market today. Then I stumbled upon a draft of one I never sent back last March 2020 at the start of the pandemic, when we first had to go to all-curbside service, if we wanted to stay open, and I was a nervous wreck. So I thought, it may be a little dated, but I’m not sure it’s any less timely. Kindness and family are always important, right? So here goes ????

Ok so those of you have known me these past four (now five!) years certainly noticed how reserved and shy I am about meeting new people :-). Yeah right!! It about killed me to refrain from standing and chatting with you all at your cars!! My goodness I didn’t realize how much I enjoyed your regular Tuesday friendliness until I had to be a take-out delivery girl!! Hi and bye, it’s not my style. I know, some of you are frowning and agreeing – it’s ok and I apologize even if I can’t help grinning.

I hope we can get back to normal sooner rather than later so I can meet all you new folks in a more civilized way, and catch up with the rest of you regulars who always have such good ideas and interesting stories to share… Joe with his liver diet, Chris with her pumpkin chili and mustard cravings, Melissa and her lasagna love affair… or if you’re like Leonore, Judy and Marlene, put up with my tales of our family farming misadventures, or JoAnn who helps me plan that future trip to Disney! Or maybe Tom who sternly looks at me over his glasses like my old, er, former principal when he found out I’ve never taken my kids to Brukner. Ok, I really meant it – I had gotten used to my Tuesday Market fix ;-)

And yet what’s the real dream come true for me? Staying home with my husband and children on our farm. I just couldn’t imagine myself happier if I never had to leave again.

I had this talk with another mother… Wouldn’t it be wonderful to have some extra time at home, with nowhere to be, no clock to watch, just plenty of quality time waiting for you? I’m probably more into projects than the children sometimes! How do we kill an afternoon? Let’s make playdough. Have a paint party. Raid the closets and dressup box to put on a play of beloved stories and nursery rhymes. Read Sarah Plain and Tall aloud in an afternoon. Bake, and cook, together, and taste EVERYTHING. Go on a scavenger hunt in the yard. Have a singalong while we clean the garden beds and discover new buds popping up. Take over for Darling Husband and spread manure (it’d be your dream too if you’d been used to our old tractors and then got a taste of power steering with the new one. I’m in love, and yes he’s lucky I ever let him drive).

And yet each day that I’ve pondered all the ways we can choose to spend a glorious day here at home, I’ve also been heartbroken remembering my former Dayton students who were devastated at Spring, Christmas, and Summer Breaks when they’d have to spend extended time at home, because home was not a safe, welcoming place. I’ve been a full time Mom/Wife/Farmer/Homemaker for 7 years, yet I can picture those many students as if they were in front of me all over again, begging me to take them home with me, or to let them stay at school a little longer, or just silently sitting at the desk refusing to get on the RTA. Would you want to be the person who physically forced them to go? After I’d met some of their parents, I couldn’t do it. And I hug my own children and pray for extra patience when they’re on my last nerve, picturing those children, wondering what in the world this additional time at home would be for them.

Over 13 years ago before Lee and I met, I was a second year history teacher in Dayton, at a school for at-risk middle schoolers ages 12-17. Many had been kicked out of Dayton Public and we were their alternative to juvie; less of a culture shock than it would have been had I not done my student teaching at Colonel White High School, in West Dayton. Coming from a surburbarn white collar family with four younger brothers who ate a homecooked meal every night, prayed together every day, and whose mother would make a turkey dinner on any given weekday, my experiences as a young teacher were surreal. I went through a LOT of Holy Water.

I was bit, kicked, punched, clawed – being the tallest and youngest middle school teacher among our all-female staff, I ended up breaking up more than my share of battles. I was the only thing standing between a gang who’d suddenly materialized while I rewarded my homeroom with extra playground time (the first and only time) and the boy they intended to send back to the ER. Nothing I studied at Wright State prepared me for what became everyday occurrences. I can still feel my eight little 7th graders everyone picked on who simultaneously tried to hide behind me. And I’m sure you’ve all been at some time in an unexpected situation, one you couldn’t have dreamed prior how you’d have handled it.

If that had been a “What would you do in this moment?” essay in college, I wouldn’t have pictured myself getting up in the leaders’ face with my little mass of bodies behind me, angrily saying “Hit me” and meaning it.

It was hard enough for the little boy they were after to get on the RTA every day and make it home unscathed. Or for the boy who at 13 was built stronger and bigger than most grown men I’ve met to stop crying at Spring Break and go home – school was his escape from his unimaginable home. What would he do being stuck there for a whole week? And what have the children like him done since the pandemic hit? I saw the ramifications of social services being called; in my experience, never a positive outcome for the child.

There’s no way to look presentable to your peers when you’re 14 and living in a van with your mother and two younger sisters. No one told me a teacherly duty would be to talk to her like it was normal to change clothes, do her hair, and brush her teeth at school with things I provided, to start her day with a friendly face and positive energy.

When I can’t sleep or shut off my overworking mind, I write. And as editing is not my favorite pastime, I usually just eventually stop writing when someone else in the house is up. My thought this morning as I looked at the beautiful stars was, among other things, what am I grateful for? A more pleasant work environment at the Market than I’ve ever experienced. You’re kind. You’re generous. You’re easy to work with and for. And when you comment on my own pleasantness, I think every time of my former students. I have a daily choice to be nice. I’m far from perfect but I know I need to try.

I think of the little boy who’s favorite thing to tell me anytime I corrected him was “You’re just racist!”
“And what exactly makes me a racist?”
“You’re white!” (and here’s sarcastic me trying not to laugh and say, “Hey, you’re right! Snot.”)
“So if I’m racist, how am I treating you badly?”
“Making me do this stupid work!”
“I want you to succeed in school and life. YOU are the racist.”
His eyes bugged out of his head and I thought he was about to slug me. One thing I learned in Dayton – the advantage of working in that environment was you could tell the truth and there was no one to reprimand you, and the principal was simply grateful if you kept them from bloodying each other.
“I can’t be racist! I’m black!” he shouted at me. I said, “You look at me and all you see is white. I look at you and all I see is my student. Who’s getting judged and discriminated?” His mother told me she had barely met any white women. I honestly thought, where in the heck am I, and how small is their world? Or mine?

I had a reputation for having a good rapport with the difficult students. My secret formula, looking back? 1. I learned their names quickly, and used them, not just to correct them. THAT threw them off, especially since I didn’t know there were so many “white” ways to pronounce vowels in Shanice, Tajee, Davion, etc. 2. I wasn’t intimidated, nor tried to be intimidating. 3. I was honest to them even when it was ugly. 4. I wasn’t honest with parents and case workers.

The first and only time I was honest with a Dayton parent, the father, who’d come to the school from the shop where he worked to check on his son, learned his boy, who was an old 15 year old 7th grader and built like a college linebacker, was disruptive and disrespectful in my class. No sooner were the words out of my mouth than the father punched the boy in the face hard enough to knock him into the wall and down to the floor. The boy instantly scrambled up, keeping eye contact and not making a sound til the Dad asked, “You won’t give her another problem, will you?” “No sir!” And shortly after, he dropped out, joined the gang his parents feared, and came back as the leader to attempt to assault my little homeroom boy on the playground. And he’d been one of the only students I had with a somewhat stable home, two working parents, and enough to eat. You can bet I remembered this when in later years I made the worst career move of my life and taught at Wayne in Huber, where my entitled, mouthy suburban children with no problems ruled the school because their parents and teachers allowed it. How dare I have high expectations for them, expect 18 year olds to, gasp, take weekly spelling tests in History so they could learn to spell American and Government correctly in American Government class, not change the star athlete’s failing grade so he could play, just because Coach asked me to… No surprise to me at least that I was fired. And I was happier in Dayton.

So I stretched the truth after that first Dayton experience giving honesty to a parent – the face of the child standing behind the parent or case worker would go from wide-eyed fear (one particularly nasty girl stood there and wet herself in anticipation of how I’d describe her behavior) to shock as I always found something positive to say, even when the Mom would look at me skeptically and question whether I was talking about her kid. They taught me an unforgettable lesson – you just don’t know how a trivial gesture or smile or comment from you can affect a person’s outlook, day, attitude, etc.

After a while you’d think I’d learn to stop asking questions, but I’m pretty dense. I questioned one exceptionally quiet, brooding girl – “Why do you just stare at me and never say anything? I hear you talk to the other teachers?”
“I don’t know what to do with you.”
I’d heard a lot from my students but that was a new one. “Excuse me?”
“I think you’re fake.”
“What! Why?!”
“No one actually cares that much.”
“I do.”
After a long moment of staring she said, “I know. And I still don’t know what to do with you.”
“Well Honey, no one else does either, so join the club.”
“Miss Pierce, C’mon! You know we don’t go to the same clubs, Whitey.” And she tried to keep a straight face before we both burst out laughing.

That little girl taught me not everyone has had many or any people be kind to them in their life, but every opportunity I had, I wanted to be just that. Kind, because I now knew it was more powerful than I had realized.

I don’t have any answers. I don’t feel like I know anything. My nerves are shot after just being inundated with more Market orders than I ever dreamed of, and a new untested system for pickup that could have been a disaster. Yet because this little local scene attracts the very best people I’ve ever had the privilege to meet, everything worked out beautifully. Until I drove home imagining those faces that haunt me.

Maybe the only answer I’ve found is just to be nice when I don’t want to make the effort. I tell myself that cranky guy SHOULD be a grump because I talk too much, am obnoxious, and often forget his eggs or porkchops. The cold, sullen lady doesn’t like me because I look like her mother, who sold the Christmas presents she got at school from her young, naïve homeroom teacher for drug money. What if everyone who I come in contact with is hard to deal with because they grew up with the kind of home life of some of my favorite students? They have every reason to be difficult. And I have every reason to be kind, to everyone, because you just never know, do you?

Champaign, OH:  Must Be The Season...

When I look out my window
Many sights to see…
(Donovan-Season Of The Witch)

Well, hey there…we slipped into October, just like that. And, with October being one of my favorite months, I say, come on in. Grab a seat. Enjoy the colors. Take in the golden hue that begins to take effect. Get groovy with Halloween, if that’s your bag, and let it all just wash over you.

It’s Monday, and your market manager has started her annual October playlist, including one of my favorites, Season Of The Witch…go ahead, just try to get this groovy get down Halloween-esque song out of your head.

I am decorating my house, I’m anticipating out of town friends coming in, and I am planning all kinds of shenanigans for them…

But, first, let’s get this market all ordered up, and ready for Thursday’s pick up!! It’s a bit cloudy, this morning, and while I am enjoying the last of my coffee, listening to October tunes, and planning the week, I am also working in my market order.

We have so much to offer…so much to usher in this golden month of loveliness…

You’ve got to pick up every stitch… must be the season of the witch…

Cosmic Pam

Independence,VA:  Market closes TONIGHT at 8 pm!

Good morning!

Be sure to place your Online Market order by tonight at 8 pm! Your order will be ready for pickup this Wednesday between 4-6 pm at the Grayson Landcare office (104 Courthouse St.).

Thanks again and happy shopping!

To Shop: Independence Farmers Market.

Schedule Your Pickup Time (OPTIONAL): Calendly.
After you click “Confirm” on your time, be sure to enter your information and click, “Schedule an Event”. You will get a confirmation e-mail. If you do not receive a confirmation, you are not scheduled and need to try again.

Thank you all so much for supporting the Market!


Athens Locally Grown:  ALG Market Open for October 7

Athens Locally Grown

How to contact us:
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On Twitter: @athlocallygrown
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On Thursdays: Here’s a map.

Market News

Fall is my favorite time to garden in Athens, even though many people shut their gardens down as the first frost approaches. It still feels like summer outside, but now is the time to get in there and start planting broccoli, collards, cabbage, kohlrabi, kale, Brussels sprouts, and more. In years past we had a better selection of seedlings than you can find at most garden centers this time of year, but this year they were by and large a casualty of having to switch our market over to contactless pickups. We will have a few items listed for you in the coming weeks, but nothing like the days when Wolfskin Growers was able to sell through our market. You might be able to reach her directly if you miss that selection as much as I do, here:

Fall weather does seem to have finally taken hold, and while that means many of our summer crops will soon be saying their goodbyes (though not all, thanks to the many greenhouses our growers use) it also means the autumn crops will be in their element. We should be awash in leafy greens real soon, and I love that.

I’ll be taking the week off, but the market will be in the more than capable hands of our wonderful volunteers. Lately, I’ve been sending them sent home before you even arrive, and I know they miss getting to see and talk with you all each week.

Thank you so much for your support of Athens Locally Grown, all of our growers, local food, and our rights to eat it. You all are part of what makes Athens such a great area in which to live. We’ll see you at our market’s home on Tallassee Road!

We are still getting new customers every week (and we love seeing new faces!) so for all of you you can find a detailed run-down of how Thursdays go on our website here:

Other Area Farmers Markets

If ALG doesn’t have everything you need, please support our growers at the other markets that are now back up and running, or at their own locations. The Comerian takes online orders for Saturday pickup at the bakery here: The Athens Farmers Market is holding their Saturday market once again in Bishop Park and Wednesdays at Creature Comforts.They’re still operating under pandemic rules, so you’ll want to read up on all the changes on their website, The West Broad Farmers Market is back, holding a drive through market just like us (and using my software too, so it’ll be nice and familiar). You can join them at The Saturday market in Comer has also returned. They’re small, but sometimes an early Saturday drive to Comer is just what the soul needs. And of course Collective Harvest is going strong over at

All of these other markets are separate from ALG (including the Athens Farmers Market) but many growers sell at multiple markets. Please support your local farmers and food producers, where ever you’re able to do so!

We thank you for your interest and support of our efforts to bring you the healthiest, the freshest and the most delicious locally-produced foods possible!

Foothills Market:  The Market is Open!

Here it is, October, but Foothills Market is still holding on to a bit of summer. Our market this week includes a number of summer favorites, like summer squash, okra, peppers and tomatoes.

Browse the market between now and Wednesday at 5 p.m. and put your selections into your cart. When you are ready, remember to click the “Place your order” button to finalize the order. We’ll have it ready for you Thursday afternoon between 4:30-5:30.

Eat something fresh this week!

Fayetteville Farmers' Market:  Online Order NOW OPEN-Early!

Online Orders are now OPEN!
Closing will be at usual time—6am on Wed morning.

Order at:

Note: Apples are back—with a great variety to choose from. Also new this week: locally made apple cider and apple cider vinegar.

SNAP CUSTOMERS ONLY: you may choose pay at pickup and bring your card on Thursday. We will swipe and match as usual.

Nice selection of veggies including various greens for cooking or salads, peppers of all sorts, potatoes, bok choi, garlic, eggplant, radishes, zucchini and yellow squash, and more. Sweet corn and purple hull peas are back—but order early as they will sell fast.

Plenty of local eggs available! Remember great local meats, cheeses, baked goods, honey, crafts, flowers and more are also available.

New customers always welcome—no minimum order required.


1) When you start shopping, if you see items that have low availability, choose, checkout, and pay for those first.
2) Some sellers add more products on Monday or Tuesday in the ordering period, so be sure to check back.
3) Multiple orders from you will be combined into one order before pickup.

4:30pm to 6:00 pm on THURSDAY. Note earlier closing time.

The OUTDOOR parking area at the south end of the new part of the Fayetteville Public Library. Approach on School Street and turn west into the outdoor parking lot (look for sign). Put your full name in your window (LARGE PRINT PLEASE) someone will meet you and direct you to a spot and your order will be brought out to you.

Thank you for your continued support of the online market.

Green Acres Atkins:  Good morning

Good morning

Hope you all enjoyed this rain

We have restocked the chicken at the farm store

Please place those orders by Thursday at noon

Thanks, have a great week
Tom, Kami and Oliver

Berea Gardens:  Market open

We have some excitement in our house this week……… my 92 year old mom is flying in for a visit from California to spend a couple of weeks with us and meet her great-grandkids! I am so grateful that she still has her health and is courageous enough to make the trip. Our market will continue as scheduled and we hope that you come out and get a chance to meet “DJ”.

Bob & Lynnita

The Wednesday Market:  Remember to Order Today

Good morning.

The Wednesday Market is open for orders. Please place your order by 10 p.m. Monday. Orders are ready for pick up between 2 and 4 p.m. Wednesday. See the website for this week’s product offerings. Here is the link:

We hope everyone has a nice Sunday. Thank you for supporting Georgia Grown, and we’ll see you at the Market this week.



Stones River Market:  Market is OPEN -- See you Wednesday!

Welcome to the October 3-4 Stones River Locally Grown Online Farmers Market!

New Fall and Winter Hours:
As the days get shorter we are adjusting our pickup times on the porch to 5-6:15. Please adjust your schedules accordingly!

Please share our market web address with your health-conscious friends, via text, email, or social media (and/or forward this message). The more healthy members we have, the more variety of produce and product we can provide!

The Market opens at 8:00 am on Sunday morning and closes at 10:00 pm Monday evening. Order early before we run out of that one item you “must have!” You can always come back to order more (and some growers may identify added produce while the market is open).

We look forward to seeing you on the Porch this Wednesday from 5-6:15, with deliveries following. Know that our growers have the hour prior to get their products organized so things might be a bit hectic (and crowded) if you come early.

Please comment to the Manager when you checkout if you require curb service, and include your anticipated time of arrival so we can have your order ready and watch for your arrival.

No Deliveries this week, our drivers are on Fall break.

FROM THE MARKET….Calling ALL CRAFTERS: The Market is looking for Crafters that would be interesting in selling items through the upcoming Holiday Season on the Market.  These items would be made by you – no resellers. This is a great opportunity to showcase items that you make or build. Example: Jewelry – necklaces, bracelets, earrings or Pottery or Rugs or Scarves or Woodwork or Metal Work etc.  Please contact us through the market email – or leave a voice message for the Manager and we will get back in contact with you. 

News from Our Growers:

The Bean Man: We have our beans and bean mixes available. All of our products are fresh, non-gmo and tested gluten free with no glyphosates used in growth or harvest.  We always sell our products in the same season they were harvested. The Flours are Pinto, Red, Black and White made from our Fresh Beans as well as Tapioca and Brown Rice Flour which we don’t grow grow but do process and test per our procedures. I did ask before posting the last two at the market last Wednesday. We are looking to roll out Almond Flour later in October once we get our separate milling and processing area complete as well as our isolation procedures as it is an allergen and cannot be around our other products. 

Mama D’s Bakery: Hi everyone! We have our new items,  Hummingbird Cake (with a gluten/dairy free option too), Pumkin spice bagels, cake rolls, muffins, and Ginger Cookies available again this week.  We will also have everything else available! We have a Sourdough Sandwich Loaf, Oatmeal Cookies,  Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies, Strawberry Swirl Bread,  Raspberry Swirl Bread, and Apple Cinnamon Swirl Bread, Blueberry Muffins, Crusty French Bread, Organic White Wheat Bread, Mocha Muffins, Chocolate Swiss Roll, Cinnamon Rolls, Caramel Apple Cinnamon Rolls, Blueberry Lemon Yeast Rolls, Banana Bread and Pumpkin Bread(with the option of nuts or not), Bagels(plain, cinnamon-raisin, blueberry, and everything), Donuts(cake and yeast), Cream Cheese Danishes, Pies(chocolate fudge, pecan, chocolate chip pecan, pumpkin and sweet potato), Cookies, Granola and Protein Bars, Yeast Breads, Sourdough Breads, and Fruit Scones. Thanks so much to everybody for your business!!

Flying S Farms:  Our produce this week includes: Bok Choy and Napa Cabbage, Acorn Squash, Butternut Squash, Carnival, Delicata, Spaghetti and Long Island Cheese Pumpkin (delicious), Clemson Okra, Green Sweet Peppers and Mountain Fresh Tomatoes.

Thank you everyone for your assistances helping with the market,  prayers, best wishes, cards, delicious meals during my absence. I believe the worst is over, still few more things that need to be done.

Dogwood Valley Greenhouse: We still have lots of green and growing things! Trouble is, not too many of them are in bloom this time of year, and I feel rather badly about the lack of color. However, with the cooler fall-ish weather (which hopefully may stay around), it is a really good time to plant perennials. September planting gives perennials and shrubs an opportunity to establish a good strong route system before the ground takes on a winter chill. This in turn will allow them to initiate healthy top growth in early spring, followed by plentiful blooms. This week I’ve added several spring bloomers to the market (astilbes and columbines for shade, coreopsis and creeping phlox for sun), joining a few late bloomers with flowers now (begonias, gauras, sedum, rudbeckia, turtlehead). Don’t forget our fresh-cut herbs, or if you prefer to grow your own, our herb plants. Some of the latter are a bit overgrown, but that just gives you more fresh herbs to preserve for winter use.

Stones River Market-

Always a Special THANK YOU to Quinn’s Mercantile for their support of our Locally Grown Market and the use of their front porch. Quinn’s Mercantile is listing some of their wonderful Tennessee made items on the market.

Thank you for supporting your Locally Grown Market, it means a lot to our Growers and Community by Shopping Local and Staying Local!

We look forward to seeing you “On the Porch or At the Curb" of Quinn’s Mercantile Wednesday from 5:00 – 6:15pm, please contact us if you are unable to make delivery or are running late, please phone, email or text ASAP so we can make arrangements to get your order to you. After trying to reach you and if we don’t hear from you, your order will be donated and you will be invoiced for the amount since we still need to pay our Growers for their products. Remember we do have Delivery if you think you will be later than 6:30 pm.

How to contact us:
Temp blog manager:
Locations: Quinn’s Mercantile on Wednesdays: 301 North Spring Street, Murfreesboro