Mercado San Augustin

Mercado San Augustin
Tucson, Arizona
USA

Mercado San Augustin

Bag available at MAST, located in the Mercado San Augustin

 

On Thursdays, my grandson and I sometimes take a trip to the end of the Modern Streetcar line where the  Santa Cruz River Farmers Market holds a festive event at the  Mercado San Augustin. Live music beckons us into the courtyard, past vendors selling organic vegetables and fruit, local eggs, grass-fed meats, locally harvested honey and baked-today breads and pastries. Gardeners pick up plant starts and seeds, as well as advice from longtime growers and sellers. Revelers enjoy a glass of wine, a cold beer, a fruit smoothie, or a coffee drink beneath the shade of native trees and wide, covered patios. The best part? The children dancing barefoot in the grass as the music plays on. What’s not to love?

And just for you, a wee poem:

At the Mercado
We greet
Move our feet
To the beat
And know
Community

Mercado San Augustin

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Summer Rain Sweetness

Summer Rain

Colorado River Toad

Summer Rain

Lemon Grass with Bling

Summer Rain II

Thai Basil after The Rain

Summer Rain

In Tucson
Desert monsoon
Pours torrentially
Spontaneously
Delivered with cacophony
Roads become waterways
Wadis, rivers now
And the toads
Sing
Out
~
Then
GreenPeace
and Sparkles

*Check out the Monsoon 2014 Photo Collection at Tucson.com

Patterns ~ Flickr Friday

Patterns

Patterns ~ Sago Palm in My Garden

Patterns
habits
ways we be
hold on tight
aggressively
always done
so naturally
seems a part
essentially
even if it kills us

My goal?
to practice letting go
release the routine
create space, just so
for new ~ clean
flood the depths
with strength
serene
find grace
and shine out inner glow

Evolving:
An intentional challenge

*Patterns captivate me, they draw in and demand my attention. I recognize them everywhere, most significantly in my own being, my own body, my own life. I use my yoga and meditation practice to release my firm grip and let go of that which does not serve the greater good. Like the poem said: Evolving is a challenge.

*Click here to see some of the beautiful, natural patterns I’ve photographed along the way.