Lily wanted to know about her name and the day she was born.
Holly wanted to see what she looked like as a baby.
Chad wanted pictures of our first house and garden in Sherman Hill.
Someone asked to see pictures of our Riverbend house.
All of it, brought me to the photograph archive of our pre-farm years. It is pretty interesting to look back and see the mother I was, the kind of friend I was, my ideology on urban blight....all of those things have changed.
This was our city garden. This was Lily mud-o-potomus. She was a natural from the first day her feet touched earth. She was the driving force behind moving to the farm. Good grief she was adorable. She still is too.
Sometimes I miss the simpler time we had being urban gardeners, homesteading our little backyard. It was much easier than managing the food source for 40 families and my own. Still, I cannot imagine life any other way now. We are farmers. There is no doubt about that now.
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