Every morning, we fill buckets and head out to the field to harvest. When we've picked everything on the list, we move on to deliveries, weeding, planting, or whatever else needs to be done- and there's always something!
Often, the work here is monotonous, uncomfortable, and a general pain in the butt. Harvesting, though...it's exactly as glorious as it looks.
We're always trying to be faster and more precise when harvesting, but that doesn't mean we can't enjoy the fact that we're in a flower field, picking flowers!
The abundance of our fields is the direct result of you- the community behind it. The list of people who contribute here at the farm is really, really long, and there isn't a single harvest that goes by without me feeling overwhelmingly grateful. Volunteers, CSA members, florists, our stellar crops manager, part time helpers, and interns, neighbors who put up with us daily, parents, friends...
Harvesting is a daily dose of the miraculous reality: we are alive!
Sometimes I can't believe this is my life. And then I get swarmed by mosquitos. :)
These photos are by our dear friend and photographer Lindsay Anne of L.A. Birdie Photography. To all the Dads out there in our village- we love you! Happy Father's Day this weekend! I wish you all a good summer book.