Popsicles, Fresh Vegetables, and Electric Bicycles

All in a day's drive for the Big Love Bus!  Last Saturday, Glenn wowed me with his personality AND driving skills as he took me on a trek through Cheatham County. 

First stop? The NEW Kingston Springs Farmers and Artisan Market.  The market is located on property across from the middle school and high school.  In 2010, there were three homes on the property.  The weekend of the great flood of 2010, all three homes were lost.   Apparently, the city eventually purchased the property and it is now the new home of what promises to be a really cool market.  It was still a little early in the growing season, but I was surprised to find about 15 vendors selling squash, herbs, and lots of plants for the garden as well as some really cool art, natural cleaning products, handmade furniture, and more.  Of course, Glenn literally knew EVERYONE at the market.  Seriously.  He. Knew. Everyone.  Quite a few people ventured onboard to see what the Big Love Bus was all about and sign up for our mailing list.  Haven't done that yet? Shoot us an email at nashville@biglovebus.com.

Second stop? Glenn's house.  Really! We drove the bus right up to the curb and picked up his wife, two sons, a friend who stayed the night, and a neighbor before we took off to L.L.Burns Park to catch the last soccer game of the season.  His kids looked thrilled to be catching a ride on the Big Love Bus.  

This park is a gem.  Don't know if I really want to tell you about it.  It's THAT pretty.  Kingston Springs should be proud.  Huge soccer field, playground, walking trail, lots of green space located right on the Harpeth River.  Canoes paddling by as we watched the kiddos run and play.  There were even stocked ponds for fishing! 

 I happened to take along about 150 popsicles and passed 'em out to the kids as they came off the soccer field with their season trophies. These parents are doing a great job.  I was impressed by how polite these kiddos were - most of them insisted on waiting to eat their popsicles until they got off the bus and nearly every child thanked me for bringing a cold treat.  One spunky little gal even exclaimed, "It's not a school bus, its a LOVE bus!" Again, Glenn knew nearly everyone that came by the bus.  

At that point, it was about noon.  I'm going to guess that about 350 people had been in and out of the bus.  Glenn and his sweet family dropped me off at my car to head out on the last adventure of the day.  The bus took off for The Farm School, part of The Farm, a unique commune in Summertown, Tennessee.  It was the day of their annual family celebration! Looked and sounded like fun...I even heard that there was an electric bicycle in attendance?  Maybe next year I'll go with them!