Abundance

• In a Parisian farmers’ market each pile of pile of produce is so aesthetically arranged it demands some term other than pile. Even string beans are lined up in perfect emerald rows. Customers are forbidden to touch. With practiced precision the stall keeper removes the requested amount of peaches or strawberries, then rearranges the rest. Each table says, "I am an artwork."
• At the shouk, each table says "abundance." Customers pick up sweet carrots to put in a plastic sack (called a "nylon"), weigh the merits of individual cucumbers (small is tastier), choose the pears as if they could tell which will be most flavorful.
• Abundance has its own beauty, and color is not lacking. My visitor keeps her camera busy. Three steps and, "I must take another picture."
• I blog.
• http://jerusalemblog.blogspot.com/2006/07/trompe-loeil.html and http://jerusalemblog.blogspot.com/2006/02/unexpected-february-entertainment.html and http://jerusalemblog.blogspot.com/2006/06/shesek.html and http://jerusalemblog.blogspot.com/2006/07/lychees-figs-peaches.html and http://jerusalemblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/ptilia.html are also about shouk Mahaneh Yehuda.
• If a photograph turns out to be funny or cute, you could submit it to http://www.funnyphotocontest.com/

Copyright 2006 Jane S. Fox