I spent the morning at the Farmer's Market in Westcliffe, encountering friends and vendors. I have a cast iron dealer, a tamale dealer, a clean, lean Valley grown meat dealer, a CBD oil dealer, a Hippie Jelly dealer, a homemade pretzel roll dealer, and a peaches and cream corn dealer.
After that I joined Cord at the latest greenhouse in Silvercliff and was present as the building inspector came to give Cord the green light on the foundation. Of course, he was duly impressed with the quality of Cord's work. He builds strong and true and it all passed with flying colors. They will pour the foundation on Friday with our sons helping of course.
Cord then returned with me to the Farmer's Market - where he is considered a unicorn - a rare sighting - and he got to hug friends and talk shop and eat fresh, home-made jerky. (The salt is the 6th ingredient!)
Just before we left, some brilliant guy named Bill appeared on the street with a truckload of clean, SEED GROWN fruit! It was beautiful and perfect and inexpensive. By the time I was done there were cases of glory - apples, pears, Italian plums and peaches, beautiful, beautiful peaches. He was from Avondale and grew his 500 trees from seed so they adapt and are naturally selected - very little bug damage as they grow resistant to bugs and disease. We even graduated from the same high school! We wheeled and dealed joyfully and I came home with the motherlode and WAY too much to do.
We discussed making peach leather and he was so helpful. I have only made it on parchment paper and he told me his delightful method. He butters a large piece of glass, (like a sliding glass door size!), and then uses an industrial blender and pours the peach puree on the glass and spreads it out thin. He surrounds the glass with fine screen attached to wood and places another piece of glass over the top to keep out the bugs and for aeration. Brilliant! He was lovely and we loaded the car inspired.
After lunch, Cord and I hurried home so I could grab Wulfgar and take him to the dentist in Salida. I drove through the construction on the way there and he drove all the way back - (he's got a permit), while I gazed at the Arkansas River and the rocks and played John Denver all the way home.
For dinner we had grilled, clean, lean, Valley-grown beef burgers (on pretzel rolls except for me - lettuce burger), and grilled, clean, in-the-husk Peaches and Cream Corn. Oh my belly! I should be in bed but all I can think about are those clouds...