The anticipation is killing me. PSU market opens tomorrow morning. The car is packed, the cookies are baked… now all I have to do is get a lil’ shut-eye and off we go. Emily and I are on market duty tomorrow. We’ll be there with a lucky 13 varieties, and we’re hoping to score some fresh rhubarb if this rotten weather will allow. Marven? You out there picking rhubarb stalks in this muck?
Do me a favor, and cross your fingers for a couple hours of dry weather tomorrow. Pleeeeeeze?
