The Eastern Market is a Detroit institution that I finally visited this year after my many years as a metro Detroit resident. Here's a small sampling of some of the things I found on sale there.
This guy doesn't look very excited about being stuck in a cage. Who can blame him?
Brussel sprouts on a stalk! City girl that I am, I had no idea that they grow that way.
It's beyond me why anyone would need lemon- or passion fruit-flavored cherries, but it makes for a pretty array of colors
I don't know how they did it, but I'm fairly certain that these poinsettias did not start out blue and glittery...
love the chickadee! greetings from snowy london :)
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I often feel like I have my feet planted in two worlds [in the photo photo below, literally one foot each in former East and West Berlin]. I'm an American and a Berliner. A citizen of Heaven and a resident of Earth. This is my story.