11/06/2025
Dear farmers market,
As you know, I’ve been working with you well over half my life at this point; which is a little odd to think about…and even weirder to put into words.
Even though your hours are ungodly early and long…the recharge that I get from interacting with the community over something that I care deeply about is unmatched. I’ve never left a market feeling worse off than when I arrived. For that I thank you.
It’s been a wonderful thing to feel useful. You’ve been an instant feedback loop of sorts; either affirming or denying what was brought to the table that week, which can be very personal. However, when I take myself out of the equation, you can be one of the most functional tools I have in determining what to grow and when. If I have something you want, it’ll be blatant. And unfortunately, as you know, when I bring the wrong thing, it can be devastatingly obvious.
Your early morning dance has been a weekly ritual in my life, a grounding post of sorts. You are my watering hole - one that I know well.
A lot of the work that I accomplish in my life is when few are around, which I cherish. You, on the other hand, have been a sweet and bustling venue to bring my work into the light of the public.
Some of my dearest relationships to this day have been forged in this setting.
Thank you, farmers market, for being a space that has helped me grow as a farmer, and even more importantly, as a human.
With love & gratitude,
Alex Frecker
Frecker Farms