The Weblog

The local foods movement is alive and well in Champaign County! Here are some updates on other projects while we finalize our virtual market:

Local Producers Map:
Our local producers map is ready for publication and you will soon be able to find it on Copies will be distributed around the community, in the local telephone book, and other “hangouts”. The guide lists the location and contact information for nearly 50 local producers within our county. The map was a project of the Local Food Council and printed with the help of some local sponsors including the Monument Square District, Champaign Bank, the Community Improvement Corporation, the Chamber of Commerce, the Farm Bureau and others. It is a great start to finding a local source for Champaign County’s finest!

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Ramble On

Leaves are falling all around
It’s time I was on my way
Thanks to you, I’m much obliged
For such a pleasant stay
But now it’s time for me to go
The autumn moon lights my way
And I smell the rain and with it, came
And it’s headed my way
Oh, sometimes I grow so tired
But I know I’ve got one thing I got to do
Ramble on and now’s the time, the time is now…

Listening to a little Led Zeppelin, this morning, thinking about this market, this point in the summer season, and how gradual changes are coming on like the position of the sun, the length of the shadows, the shades of the trees, the way the wind blows, the slight duskiness of the garden rows…all beautiful, but all reminders that we are in late summer. That bittersweet time before the days of fall come to meet us, taking us off on the colorful season that offers us so much in a different growing season, but sad to see the browning of the strawberry leaves, and the crispness that is taking over the lush green of early June…

But, we continue to ramble on, sing our song, and thankful for all that our gardens, fields, producers all have to offer us, and this market.

It’s Sunday, feels like a sort of lazy start to the day, and what better way to get into the swing of the week, than to get your orders in?

Mine’s a tale that can’t be told
My freedom I hold dear
How years ago in days of old
When magic filled the air…

Cosmic Pam