Faded so badly that the reds have turned to pinks, this sign used to hang on the back side of our inner-city church building. The Farmer's Market hadn't met in that parking lot for about 10 years but the sign remained. Until I spent a year inquiring at various city offices as to how I could get that sign. Wouldn't you know it, the week I received permission to take it home, my sweet old sign was stolen right off the church wall. I still drive by sometimes during the week and peek around back, hoping against hope that I'll find it hanging there again.
Will you be at your local farmer's market this Pink Saturday?
