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One little soap saver bag started a conversation about scent, handmade soap, tea, and the simple moments that make a rainy farmers market unforgettable.

One little soap saver bag started a conversation about scent, handmade soap, tea, and the simple moments that make a rainy farmers market unforgettable.

I came to Caumsett State Park for a 5K summer run, but it was the Walled Garden—with its towering Russian sage, busy honey bees, and remarkable brick wall—that stole the evening.

A Saturday at the Eisenhower Park Farmers Market turned into something much more than a day of selling honey. From conversations about health and everyday challenges to an unexpected American elderberry purchase, this week's Farmers Market Report is about the people who make our local market community so special.

Lemon Bomb isn't lemon flavored—but it has become one of Backyard Bees' best-selling lip balms. Discover the story behind the name, the ingredients, and the customers who made it a favorite.

A watermelon rind, a shovel, and a backyard with lifeless soil led to an unexpected Fourth of July reflection about earthworms, healthy gardens, and the dirt beneath our feet.

I encouraged everyone to grow with me this spring. What I didn't expect was that I'd be the one breaking all the rules. From squirrel disasters to rabbit candy, here's a June update from my own patio garden.

A quieter market morning became a reminder that farmers markets aren't just about buying local—they're about asking questions, sharing knowledge, and meeting the people behind what they make.

What began with my mother's favorite saying—"Salt water cures everything"—eventually inspired one of Backyard Bees' best-selling soaps. Discover the story behind The Mariner, a gentle salt brine soap inspired by family memories, traditional soapmaking, and the simple beauty of caring for skin naturally.

Do bees fly in the rain? When a summer 5K was canceled due to storms, I looked to my backyard honey bees for the answer and set out on a rainy run of my own.

Opening day at the Eisenhower Park Farmers Market brought blue skies, strong winds, spring honey, fresh greens, and a reminder that some things simply need shade.