The Des Moines Farmers' Market: a Saturday tradition

At the Des Moines Farmers' Market on Saturdays, zucchini is a dollar, but petting a puppy is free. It's a great place to people watch and dog watch, as well as pick up everything from punk pumpkins to handmade clothes.

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Quirky produce from the Des Moines Farmers Market, a Saturday-morning ritual.
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Running with the big dogs.
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Cut flowers for sale. Would you like a breakfast burrito with that?
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You look radishing!
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May I please pet your baby Bernese?

I guess you could think of it as a Punk Kin.

Some Iowan got awful creative with one of fall’s ubiquitous cucurbits and adorned its orange flesh with “body art” – more than enough to trip several airport metal detectors.

Were you to give this millennial pumpkin a name, it might be Art. I prefer to call him Pearce.

Such is the pleasantly schizophrenic nature of the Des Moines Farmers' Market, surely the best thing about this mid-size burg. (Well, there is the State Fair, reputed to be the best in this fair country.)

Buy ducks, long Vietnamese beans, and garden art

An average of 18,000 people saunter through this Saturday farmers' market (record high: an opening-day 30,000), fingering the wares of 200 vendors. I love it when the Hmong women bring out the long Vietnamese/French beans, but there is every other ilk and stripe of produce and foodstuff offered, and in abundance.

We picked up an all-natural duck (deceased) and had him for dinner last week. You can also get elk, buffalo, goat (and goat cheese). And Amish pastries and Dutch pastries. And handmade clothes, garden art, salsa, root beer, barbecue sauce … the list is endless.

Plenty of pooches enjoy the market, too

Me? I go to people watch – and dog watch – a large latte in hand. And then I end my circuitous route at a vendor who has a tiny nursery. Nice stuff, too. I usually spring for something of hers, most recently a variegated sanguisorba.

Being a dog lover (remember my new puppy?), it warms the cockles of my little heart to see all these puppies paraded on our cool fall mornings. I think there are more dogs at the farmers' market than even baby buggies. Seems everyone is a proud parent of one kind or another.

Wait, what is that sad little pooch over by the crenshaws? Ah, yes: a melon collie baby.

What else I’m into this week: Apples. And even more apples. Apple tarts, apple crisp, apple fritters, apple pie. Do you think maybe 30 apple trees is too many?

Editor's Note: There are five photos with this blog post. You can have a delightful visit to the Des Moines Farmers' Market by scrolling through the extra photos at top and on the left side.


Craig Summers Black, The Transplanted Gardener, is one of nine garden writers who blog regularly at Diggin' it. You can read more of what he's written by clicking here. You may also follow Craig’s further adventures in gardening, music, and rural life on Twitter.

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