A trip to our local farmers market has become somewhat of a Saturday norm. Rain or shine we are always sure to get there early, before the flocks gather and queues form at market stalls. The energizing beat of djembes hums in the background as we head straight to the bread stall, the egg guy, the blueberry grower and our favourite veggie farmer. We waste no time, we know what we want buying nearly all of our groceries for the week, whatever is in season. What we cannot find at the market, we pick up at our favourite organic groceteria as we make our way home.