I’m a bit of a farmers market junkie. I can’t quite get enough.

When we move to our summer place on Mere Point, we revel in being on the other side of Crystal Spring Farm, where we enjoy running or biking to the market.

Brunswick Topsham Land Trust manages the market from late spring into the fall. There’s nothing better than a fresh pastry and a hot cup of coffee after arriving via one’s own machinery.

I’m a bit addicted to Barak’s pan raisins at Zu Bakery and will time my arrival at the market so as not to have to wait in the long line. It’s worth the wait, if I have to, and gives me a chance to chat with friends and neighbors.

If my plans come together just right, I arrive on foot early and procure pastries for my husband just as my crew arrives with my market bag , including a bottle of much desired water and a jacket, if the weather is chilly.

I send our twin girls off on their own with a few dollars to select a muffin from Dick at Keogh Farm, whose daughter bakes “The Farmer’s Daughter” breads and sweets. They are often given a bonus sticker or two from Dick’s secret stash of ladybugs and flowers.

I usually sneak over to his booth early, as well, to get a bag of my favorite salad greens before they disappear. They are always a fresh, delicate mix of baby kale and other tender greens accented by peppery edible flowers, and often a few herbs.

If they aren’t feeling like a muffin, our girls might visit Dennis at King and I Angus – not to buy beef (though I often do that, too), but for a box of apricot ginger scones baked by his wife.

One day, I sent my daughters off to find basil. They visited nearly every stall at the market, until I spotted one of them standing in a particularly lengthy line at Six Rivers Farm.
She displayed a remarkable degree of patience, particularly given that she wasn’t shopping for something immediately consumable like strawberries or cheese.

Once breakfast is procured, we head to the music, often plopping ourselves in the grass to eat our goodies or climbing onto the bench to listen. While the girls eat, I take a moment to make the rounds of the market and get my shopping done. Then, it’s time for coffee.

This year’s addition of Tandem’s coffee truck is wonderful and I love their espresso drinks. Although, I’m also a big fan of Moses Dyer coffee and am fond of the community coffee jar where you pay what you would like. It’s all part of the community feel of the market.

My last stop is to visit the ladies at Fairwinds Farm for fresh berries when they are in season. I always think I’ll be taking these home, but we often eat them all before we leave the market.
Now, it’s finally time to sit, relax, eat my pastry and drink my coffee while listening to music.

I should really keep a tally of the number of people that I run into each week – some regulars, but always some that I haven’t seen in a while and enjoy catching up with. We talk about food, the weather, our kids, and often make plans for later outings.

Finally, it is time to head home and I fortunately have a ride and don’t have to bike or run with a full belly. The parking lot is full, as it always is, but my husband usually sneaks in just as the market opens, so he can find a spot.

The Brunswick-Topsham Land Trust, which manages the farm, as well as the market at Crystal Springs, does an enviable job arranging many cars in a small space so as not to turn the property into a parking lot.

Now, we enter the fall harvest season with squashes and root vegetables replacing berries and tender greens. Jacket wearing marketgoers pick out the season’s crisp apples and warm up in the sun. It is a hardy bunch that continues to come on chilly Saturday mornings in late October.

But, the reasons to visit the market are as numerous as its offerings and I look forward to sneaking in as many trips as possible to the farm before Nov. 4 when it closes until spring.