Saturday morning market.

An embarrassment of riches…

…and the distant thunder of frost. Ack! Mums!

Posted at 9:33 am in Detroit life, iPhone |

36 responses to “Saturday morning market.”

  1. Connie said on September 5, 2009 at 11:15 am

    My goal for today, one last blast of peaches.

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  2. Danny said on September 5, 2009 at 11:41 am

    My goal for today, 50+ mile bike ride and swim of some length (depending on recovery).

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  3. moe99 said on September 5, 2009 at 12:25 pm

    This was a needed hit of lightness for me this morning, as the youngest was involved in a car accident last night. Not his fault and he is uninjured. But we had words. Somehow, I don’t think it is ok for him to tell me “Fuck you,” in response to a question. YMMV.

    Anyway, the heartwarming story about a waffly Seattle wedding that is a youtube hit:

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  4. Dexter said on September 5, 2009 at 2:08 pm

    Thanks for these lovely photos…a great way to start the day, just looking at them. That, and a huge platter of French toast , which I just “sampled”.

    I am off to ride the Waterloo-Auburn Bikeway, a five mile off-road paved path, and then into Auburn to perhaps spot a Dusenberg cruisin’ around.
    My Dad owned an Auburn automobile in the 1930s. I recall that it “got seven miles to the gallon of gasoline and it ran like a sewing machine.” I always assumed that meant it ran good.
    Tomorrow, a jaunt to Kapnick’s orchard in Britton, Michigan to just see how the early apples taste. I am a apple-a-holic.

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  5. Dexter said on September 5, 2009 at 2:14 pm

    moe…I am glad your kid is OK.
    Once my daughter borrowed our Ford Country Squire wagon to visit her friend, less than a mile away. Four hours later…phone—state police…station wagon wrapped around a pole, totalled, daughter (age 16) OK, and her friend in the hospital with a fractured femur, just a few days before the state track meet where she was hoping to win the mile and basically secure a track partial scholarship to either OSU or Bowling Green. No track meet. No scholarship. No college at all, and she is now a waitress, which as we all know is God’s Will for her. 🙁 Right. At least we didn’t get the “fuck you”. That came later in her life.

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  6. Jeff (the mild-mannered one) said on September 5, 2009 at 4:10 pm

    Moe — best to you and your kid. It’s quite disconcerting for a teen to learn that superior reflexes and a full kit of irony still doesn’t keep you from the lot of ordinary mortals. Peevishness at minimum, plus remember the aches and pains from a jolt really hit you the day after the day after . . . the ER nurse told me that long ago one day, and i counted myself exempt until i woke up the day after the day after, and just about fell over getting out of bed.

    The mum wall went up at our Farmer’s Market entrance, and many were commenting on how it doesn’t quite make for the warm glow they were trying to evoke. Distant thunder and chill wind both.

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  7. Julie Robinson said on September 5, 2009 at 4:16 pm

    Moe, I think it counts if they don’t say it, too. Just continue to do everything that says it without words.

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  8. crinoidgirl said on September 5, 2009 at 5:07 pm

    The turkeys have shown up at our local turkey farm, which is right in the middle of the bustling suburb of Livonia:

    This is the first sure sign of fall.

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  9. LA Mary said on September 5, 2009 at 6:39 pm

    Send some chill wind this way, will you? It’s stinking hot here. The weatherman is promising some cooler weather tomorrow so I will hit the farmers market and get some peaches. I think the road to my favorite peach orchard is still closed because the mountains around it are still on fire. Come on Autumn. I’m more than ready for a sixty degree day. On the other hand, winter could bring a bad season of mudslides because all the vegetation has burned off the hillsides. It’s a Debbie Downer day for me.

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  10. beb said on September 5, 2009 at 6:50 pm

    Dexter, I don’t know that “Runs like a sewing machine” is a compliment. What I remember of my mother sewing was that the machine was very loud.

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  11. Dexter said on September 5, 2009 at 8:57 pm

    beb…thanks. Maybe that’s what he meant. I heard a sweet-running Dusenberg over in Auburn today. The entire courthouse block was closed to traffic but I was on my bike, and I paused to watch the old cars returning to the downtown area from Eckhart Park. I hadn’t done even that much for 15 years or so. A finely tuned Dusenberg sounds as sweet as it looks. Plenty of Cords and Auburns of all models abounded, also.
    My ,my…what a glorious day to take a bike ride! I hated to see the sun go down. I could have pedalled a couple more hours.

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  12. Jeff (the mild-mannered one) said on September 5, 2009 at 9:34 pm

    Mmm . . . sweet corn on top/lid rack, ribeyes on grill, tomatoes from garden. Will miss Miller Chill with “lime” after this weekend. If you’re in central Ohio, come to Dawes Arboretum for “Bluegrass, Barbecue, and Boom” tomorrow, 3 pm to dark & fireworks. $10 to hear Andy Carlson, Kenny Sidle, Dappled Greys, couple others with Newark-Granville Symphony. I’ll be in orange vest down in the west parking field until Andy hits the stage.

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  13. Joe Kobiela said on September 5, 2009 at 10:11 pm

    Did you see the 5k?
    I finished in 22:05.
    Pilot Joe

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  14. basset said on September 6, 2009 at 12:02 am

    My heart would explode if I tried to run a 5K. or fly an airplane, for that matter.

    big weekend here at the Basset family compound – harvested the last of the summer green beans, bought a new dustbuster AND a crockpot, earned enough in the home studio to pay for them and a little more, hobbled around on the knee I sprung running for the bus on Friday.

    tomorrow Basset Jr. and I will do seasonal maintenance on his bicycle and shoot the deer rifle. Borrrr-ring and terribly common from a postmodern point of view, but it works for us.

    first, though, I will get up early and look for a Hardee’s – I have yet to try the fried baloney/egg/cheese biscuit.

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  15. Dexter said on September 6, 2009 at 1:11 am

    I missed the race, PJoe, but congratz on a great running time!
    I posted about four hours ago how I wished the day hadn’t ended so soon. Then I stewed on that and went to the garage and emerged with the Specialized bike with the lights, and rode seven miles and decided my jones was vanquished…enough cycling for these old bones, finally. Now…I am off to the TV room for my Labor Day tradition: watching “The Wild One”, a Stanley Kramer production starring Marlon Brando and Lee Marvin and Mary Murphy. Look for “Green Acres” Mr. Kimball , the county extension agent (Alvy Moore) in an uncredited role—he is the flat-top wiseacre biker, the Black Rebel member who lifts Johnny’s “gold”, which is a stolen second place trophy….best nickname for a BRMC…”Pig Bait”.

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  16. moe99 said on September 6, 2009 at 11:15 am

    Remember the tea party discussion earlier? Well one of the local tea parties is calling Obama both Goebbels and Mengele.

    I would call that fearmongering in the extreme. If this doesn’t stop, we are close to armed violence.

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  17. beb said on September 6, 2009 at 12:52 pm

    The suddenness with which this eduction speech hysteria blew up is frightening. This has gone beyond Republican fear-mongering, this sounds like fear-of-a-black-man bone-shaking racism.

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  18. Catherine said on September 6, 2009 at 1:48 pm

    Honestly, though, if one is going to tar all the tea parties with the same feather, then doesn’t the pinkie-biter reflect pretty badly on the progressives?

    It’s just hateful speech. I probably called GWB (or more likely, Cheney) a fascist at some point. The constitution protects both of us, until our actions become a problem.

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  19. coozledad said on September 6, 2009 at 2:20 pm

    The Republicans, for all the strutting and posturing with guns, don’t have a damn clue about what constitutes a fight any more. You don’t throw punches at anyone anymore unless you’re psychologically prepared for much worse. This is a society where adult males frequently carry a small caliber handgun, or at least a bucknife. Short of that, you may have opened up the can of worms that is someone versed in martial arts who missed the whole introspective/contemplative part of the training, and will punch you in the neck and leave you to die.
    It ain’t John Wayne and it never has been. If you don’t like the way a beating turns out, particularly one you’ve instigated, then your claims to rugged individualism are pretty fucking laughable.
    P.S. Never stick your hand in someone’s mouth after you’ve assaulted them. The bite reflex is stronger in humans than it is in dogs.

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  20. coozledad said on September 6, 2009 at 2:43 pm

    I have to confess to having an axe to grind here, and being thoroughly biased. I found myself in a fight once, and being severely beaten about the head. My arms were much shorter than my assailant’s and I’m slow anyway, so I had no option but to be punched. It was getting to the point where I wasn’t feeling the blows. I made a high pitched shrieking noise which distracted him long enough for me to get my arms around his gut. We wrestled around for awhile until he hit on the brilliant idea of trying to widen my mouth with his finger.
    “You just handed me your ass.” I thought. I didn’t bite his finger off, not quite. And he stopped hitting me, which was the only outcome I was interested in.

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  21. Dexter said on September 6, 2009 at 2:57 pm

    I realize there has been a lot of complaining about the new way online newspapers present themselves, but I love the Twitter updates. As Pigmeat Markham would say “I want some FAST news!” And so, I know of another shooting in Watts by police, less than an hour ago.
    Watts, consistently, apparently permanently, the bastion of unlivability.

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  22. Dexter said on September 6, 2009 at 3:02 pm

    FIREMAN SHOT! Heh, heh…good stuff!,w-wine-truck-fire-corks-fly-090609.article

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  23. moe99 said on September 6, 2009 at 6:25 pm

    Nancy, Sorry about the 22% price hike for Michiganders holding Blue Cross Blue Shield policies.

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  24. coozledad said on September 6, 2009 at 7:11 pm

    Blue Cross and Blue Shield is pretty much the monopoly down here too. How does this not suck ass?
    Although it could have been worse. They were initially seeking a 56% hike. See how well the private sector works for the consumer?

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  25. Connie said on September 6, 2009 at 7:34 pm

    All of the various group rates listed in the rawstory article linked above by cooz are at least $100 lower than I pay for my employee group of about 75.

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  26. Jean S said on September 6, 2009 at 8:14 pm

    Moe, yikes. Glad the kid is okay.

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  27. moe99 said on September 6, 2009 at 11:51 pm

    Dexter, I gotta say, after reading your post I consider myself luckier than I did a while back.

    It’s pretty hard to yell at your kid when you have a huge case of laryngitis. In fact it hurts just to talk.

    He got dropped off at the airport today to fly back to sophomore year of college, only to discover his cell phone had left his pants pocket and was still on the passenger seat. This occurred half an hour after I had left the airport and there was no way to return it in time. It will be a few days before he can get it. At least I know he’s there safe. But just when I thought all stress was gone, there it is back again. Kids. Gotta love ’em.

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  28. Jeff (the mild-mannered one) said on September 7, 2009 at 8:41 am

    Anybody see/read any articles on co-ops that make sense? It sounds like Sen Baucus is assembling a plan that centers on co-ops, but i’m having trouble following how they work.

    I am wondering if “public option if targets are not met within five years” will be the compromise that pushes up to a working majority in both houses.

    After last night on “Mad Men,” having a peach just isn’t as appealing as it would have been.

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  29. coozledad said on September 7, 2009 at 11:11 am

    It would appear Baucus’ plan involves gently cupping the testicles of insurance industry lobbyists, and blowing on them lightly before massaging them with his tongue. It’s a non-starter. He and the other blue dogs are going to get their asses primaried.
    I don’t know what it is about people who make the focus of their existence bending over for the rich. Maybe it’s because it guarantees them a felching from Cokie Roberts and George Will.

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  30. mark said on September 7, 2009 at 11:33 am


    I’m not trying to make sense of the co-op option because I’m more convinced than ever that health reform is dead. Perhaps a feel good slap at insurance companies, but no big budget reform.

    Obama is still overplaying his hand and the backlash is building, not subsiding. The polling that matters shows the economy and budget deficits are the dominant concerns of the public. Health care comes in a distant fourh or fifth. Big majorities think (correctly, I believe) that all of the proposals will cost big bucks that we don’t have.

    The distractions of Van Jones, speeches and lesson plans for the little ones, yet more czars (manufacturing, now), uncertainty about what we are doing in Afghanistan, and a continuing lack of WH transparency aren’t helping. The next big distraction will be Obama playing king-of-the-world at the UN, with a watered down agenda that makes America’s nukes as big an issue as the ones Iran wants and North Korea has (and may be willing to sell). Obama’s ever extended hand continues to elicit only eforts to bite off his fingers.

    But the big issue is the economy. We built it on crazy, irrational consumer spending (not Obama’s fault) and consumers aren’t spending (also not Obama’s fault). They won’t be anytime soon, with credit now gone for the tens of millions who probably never should have had it, equity in homes exhausted and the financially responsible saving like hell to replace lost retirement and college funds. The patches placed on the economy with a few trillion in public funds are leaking and never did more than slow the sinking.

    And moe, glad your son is OK and I admire your patience. When the cell phone went missing, I might have viewed it as an opportune time to return the “F you” comment. Your approach is better.

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  31. jeff borden said on September 7, 2009 at 12:05 pm

    Coolish Labor Day weekend here in Chicago, but mostly sunny. The summer that never really arrived –no complaints considering what our West Coast correspondents are enduring– seems likely to peter out into fall weather very quickly.

    We attended a wine-tasting party Friday night in Andersonville, a prize our hostess had won at a silent auction. The best wines were whites from New Zealand. On Saturday, we helped usher in a friend’s 50th birthday, reminding my wife and I that we would love to be just 50 again. And because the weather was hazy and cool Sunday, we saw the best movie we have seen all year: “The Hurt Locker.”

    I’ve seen about every war movie ever made including many from overseas, but none have packed the kind of intense and ongoing suspense of this film. (“Das Boot” may have come closest.) Aside from its focus on a bomb disposal expert who gets a buzz from the proximity of danger, it’s also extremely effective in recreating the confusing milieu our soldiers and Marines must face in Iraq and Afghanistan, where it is literally impossible to tell the innocent from the evil. Director Kathryn Bigelow filmed in Jordan, so the setting and the civilians in the background ring true.

    I can’t match the physical feats recounted by some members of the NN.C community, but I do plan my third 20-mile bike ride of the weekend, albeit at a relaxing pace. I took the path up the North Channel through Skokie and Evanston yesterday morning and saw three deer and two blue herons. Man, the deer are either fearless or really hungry. The bike path swerved quite close to the trees on which they were dining and aside from the male who fixed me with a steady gaze, they just kept snarfing down leaves.

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  32. moe99 said on September 7, 2009 at 12:48 pm

    jeff b: Do you remember the names of the New Zealand whites? In Seattle we get a fair amount of wine from both Australia and New Zealand.

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  33. jeff borden said on September 7, 2009 at 12:55 pm


    My wife has ordered a couple of bottles. I’ll get the names for you from the order sheet. I know they were NOT Kim Crawford, which is one of her favorites, but they did come from that same area of Marlborough in N.Z. that seems to generate delicious grapes.


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  34. moe99 said on September 7, 2009 at 1:12 pm

    Oh my, the Obama speech is out. Let’s wring our handkechiefs, now. On command:

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  35. Jeff (the mild-mannered one) said on September 7, 2009 at 1:24 pm

    More to the point, 1:23 pm, Obama’s on stage talking to AFL-CIO just south o’ me — time to listen to health care plans!

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  36. brian stouder said on September 7, 2009 at 11:26 pm

    Jeff Borden (and Jeff tmmo, come to think of it) – this past weekend my 14 year old son and I went and saw Inglorious Basterds; he had just recently seen Pulp Fiction and liked it, and was also therefore braced for anything from Tarantino…and it was indeed an interesting allegory. And, Brad Pitt lights up the movie.

    We went to the 6 pm showing, and were walking out of the theater at about a quarter after 9 (a long movie, come to think of it!) – as people were coming in for the next show.

    And then, walking out of the movie theater -an old fashioned, downtown (Logansport)place with a big, lit marquee and only two screens, I look down on the sidewalk and see a folded $20 bill. Picking it up, I found two more folded $20s within it.

    Now, what would your average (or in my case, below average!) reader do?

    Well – I confess – for about 2 seconds the idea of free money glittered alluringly.

    But just as quickly, it struck me that some poor idiot had stuffed his or her cash right into their pocket (from the atm, or when they cashed a check), instead of into their wallet, and then lost it when they pulled it out to pay for their movie tickets.

    So of course, I turned back to the old fashioned ticket window, and knocked on the glass. The girl in there, who we had just said goodnight to as we exited the lobby, was wrapped up in reading a paper-back romance novel of some sort. She opened her window slot with some puzzlement, and her eyes widened a little when we handed her the cash. I told her that we had found it just outside the window, and that surely someone who had just walked in would come back looking for it – and then we were on our way.

    And as we buckled our seatbelts in the minivan, the 14 year old pipes up with the question “Why’d you do that? For all we know, she’s just going to keep the money” –

    and it was only THEN that it hit me how bad it WOULD have been, if my son had watched his dad scoop up the fruits of someone else’s misfortune, and saunter away.

    Grant then got to hear Fatherly Lecture 12, about Doing the Right Thing, with digressions about Trusting Others to do the Same, and Benefits of Clean Consciences.

    (And THEN – when we got back to Pam’s folks’ place, there was an encore when the same question came up!)

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