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Sep 12Liked by John Hamilton Farr

For almost 50 years, I have mourned selling my Yamaha 12-string that was turned into a masterpiece by an old admirer. It might still live in Hawaii. Yesterday, my sister and I went to a friend’s garden - about 100 miles from ABQ, 7800 ft. I think all of us are about the same age. He calls to remind me every year, when his purple cabbage is ready. This tradition, which I treasure, started when, years ago, when I bought one of his large, purple cabbages. This particular cabbage, with it's size, topography, and purple and green coloring seemed so full of stories! I put it on my counter and visited with it for a week before I ate it!!

My friend’s got a tremendous gift for growing (you can see these gifts at the Jemez Farmer's Market). I realized yesterday that he could turn his garden into a meditation spot. Even the lettuce, eggplant, and sweet Italian peppers had something to say. I thought they might be singing. ♥️

Imagine pictures of other-worldly purple and Savoy cabbages in the field, leeks, eggplant, and deep purple and green lettuce. Mmmm.

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You're making me hungry. And potentially healthier, too! I'll remember the Jemez Farmer's Market in case I'm ever in the vicinity, so thank you.

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Sep 14Liked by John Hamilton Farr

Maybe Ranchos Plaza Grill?

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Yup!

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