
Love Your Pets on Route 66
There is a peculiar alchemy that happens at a small-town farmers market on a Tuesday morning. The week hasn’t quite reached that hump day status nor is the weekend hustle of the big Saturday for local markets.
Tuesday almost seems like it is more for the regulars. Tuesday is for the people who actually need to buy something and not bump elbows and shoulders with the weekend traffic.
Webb City, the State of Missouri sits just outside of Joplin in the southwest corner of the state, close enough to the State of Kansas line that you can feel the geography shifting — the Ozark plateau giving way to the plains, the hardwood timber thinning out.
This isn’t really the type of things you’d see in the glossy Route 66 guidebooks, but that is precisely why it matters. The Mother Road was never really about the landmarks that made it onto the postcards. It was about the ten thousand places in between, the communities that the highway stitched together and that quietly stitched themselves back together when the interstate came through and the through-traffic dried up. Webb City is one of those places.
So is this market. So is Lee Ann Davis.
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