Farmers' Market, Saturday Morning

"Last Saturday afternoon was like any other in Silver Spring. In the street, the Farmers' Market, just ended, had begun packing up; a pack of skateboarders, ranging in age from dough-faced freshmen to college-age, lounged in front of the Baja Fresh; and a man stood at the corner of Fenton and Ellsworth, handing out packets on socialism to passers-by. But on "the Turf," a group of well-intentioned and strongly outspoken citizens had gathered to point and yell about the future of the very [artificial] ground they stood on."