So central, a coming-to-senses post to remember.
love flows and sets us free.
Exhale back into space and time, my home, my kids.
Our last summer farmer’s market was Thursday, and although we will continue harvests for our CSA and our weekend market for another seven weeks, these last many weeks, from September until now, are the crazy-making time on the farm. The nearly too much time of the year, the so very much food in the fields, the explosion, the reverse of the calm before the storm. The storm, before the sweet calm.
And doubling up on markets to boot.
A friend asked me earlier this year if our work out here on the farm and in the shop felt sustainable, and I responded then, not quite in the thick of the busiest time yet, that I had come to accept that our…
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