Their baskets revealed a small variety of their own produce. The little proceeds from the fruits of their labor would help them tide over Christmas and perhaps a few days after.
But this is not the story.
Mom picked out the heaviest among the crops, which were two large squash and a few yam. Let's buy them and lighten their load.
I love mom. She turned 78 yesterday.
|Weighing the goods.|
|She said they were among mom's patients.|
|Off to sell the rest of the produce.|