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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 gochampaign.com. 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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Box Of Rain


Look out of any window
Any morning, any evening, any day
Maybe the sun is shining
Birds are winging or rain is falling from a heavy sky

What do you want me to do
To do for you to see you through?
For this is all a dream we dreamed
One afternoon long ago

Walk out of any doorway
Feel your way, feel your way like the day before
Maybe you’ll find direction
Around some corner where it’s been waiting to meet you
What do you want me to do
To watch for you while you were sleeping?
Then please don’t be surprised
When you find me dreaming too

Look into any eyes, you find by you
You can see clear to another day
Maybe been seen before
Through other eyes on other days while going home
What do you want me to do
To do for you to see you through?
It’s all a dream we dreamed
One afternoon long ago

Walk into splintered sunlight
Inch your way through dead dreams to another land
Maybe you’re tired and broken
Your tongue is twisted with words half spoken
And thoughts unclear
What do you want me to do
To do for you to see you through
A box of rain will ease the pain
And love will see you through

Just a box of rain
Wind and water
Believe it if you need it
If you don’t, just pass it on
Sun and shower
Wind and rain
In and out the window like a moth before a flame

And it’s just a box of rain
I don’t know who put it there
Believe it if you need it
Or leave it if you dare
And it’s just a box of rain
Or a ribbon for your hair
Such a long long time to be gone
And a short time to be there…
(Box Of Rain-Grateful Dead)

Aside from the title implying that we really, really could use our own box of rain, this Grateful Dead song is one that I always turn to for my own peaceful being. My sanity. My locking out the world when it all gets too heavy for this hippie heart who tries so hard to only know love and peace.

This market brings me the same feeling as this song. It makes my heart so very happy to see each of you at pick up, to wave or chat as I fill your cars with your orders. I love watching each of you place your orders, and I feel like with each week, the bonds grow stronger as a market family.

I hope that the market does the same for you. Gives you a little oasis on a Thursday afternoon, to just sit, enjoy the scenery, listen to a tune while you wait on us to get your orders to you, and as you go on your way, I hope that we have provided your own box of rain…for whatever you may need to take away with you.

I will see you all, this evening…and, as we have done away with the assigned time slots, the line does get a bit backed up, but not for long, and your patience, kindness, friendship, and love are always so appreciated.

As always, I ask that you throw me a song…even write it on a piece of paper with your name, as I love to build the musically charged weblog with your music library, as well as mine.

And, to put more brightness into your day, stop at the bloom bar, after getting your order, and show the girls from Flourish some love…

Sending you the Thursday love vibes…

XOXO,
Cosmic Pam