Come find me at the farmers market

Twenty-eight, I work at a nonprofit that does food access work, and my whole life is vegetables and community gardens. I live in a little house off Euclid with a yard that's mostly weeds and dreams. I'm single because I was in a poly situation that got complicated and I'm done with anything non-traditional. I want one person, all in. Someone who'll help me turn my compost, who thinks a date is cooking dinner together from what we picked up at the market, who knows the difference between kale and collards. I'm earnest, I'm a little granola, and I'll text you a photo of every nice sunset. Be into it.