Weekend Market: Collingwood Children's Farm

I didn't make it to Collingwood Children's Farm today (I was busy wasting my time elsewhere) but it DID remind me that I hadn't posted these pics from a month ago. I rarely take pictures at the markets because my hands are otherwise occupied and a camera is likely to be squashed under a giant pumpkin or four heads of broccoli and I don't remember anything in my warranty agreement about that. The photo above captures one of my favourite spots in the world. You come through the great gates and wander down the little path. Turn a bend and then suddenly this view opens before you. Graceful trees along a river bank. Grapevines nestled next to the footpath. Higgledy piggledy allotments, growing here there and everywhere. It makes me happy.


I was very cross when I looked at this photo and realised I'd missed out on the fresh pistachios! And even more so when I read this. But I can hardly complain. Apart from the smoked trout and overload of coriander, I scooped up vegetables and honey, a box of yellow peaches and the plumpest little sultanas I have ever seen.


Children love it here - the animals and the green add to the sense of freedom - they run wild on the grass or munch roasted corn on hay bales. This market is not strictly organic, but they do require "no spraying" at a minimum. I always am determined to limit my purchases and I always come away with way too much. The farm loans out its wheelbarrows to cart your stuff back to the carpark, but it's a farm and I'm never too sure what's been in there!