Eastern Market
I have been to the Eastern Market a few times and liked it, but never could see why people were so in love with it . . . that is until this weekend. This past Saturday I took my parents to the Market and I have never been more delighted. They were absolutely thrilled to see the spread of plants and flowers. My parents were rattling off names in Bengali of flowers native to India. Our market is truly a gem and I cannot wait till next Saturday. I wish I had a garden . . . a balcony would suffice . . . I have a flower vase . . .
