I'm so tempted to write every day about beautiful things, lessons learned, precious moments. I think I've been trying to paint a picture of farming through the eyes of people that come for an hour or two every week, or that are sitting inside with their phones, wishing they were outside with some plants. The beauty of newness, bright colors, satisfying work, and kind hearted people. It's so tempting to stay focused on that here, and write about the things I wish I was focusing on. Like this bean sprout.
It's so cute, standing up tall like a sentinel, surrounded by hundreds of other babies spreading their green wings toward the sky for the very first time. I could go on and on about the sweetness of tomato flowers bursting open or the nostalgic aroma of wet potting soil permeating the greenhouse air. I want to be attuned to all those details all the time. To really savor them.
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