it is fresh and i take five of the redfish and put them in my basket and tie it to the back of gretchen 's saddle and i head out of the market with its sounds of vendors calling out their wares in many kinds of english and its heady smells of produce and meat , both fresh and frying , and of the sea and the clam flats nearby and the horse manure to which gretchen adds her bit but nobody seems to mind .