We joined a local CSA this year.
Once a week we pick up our share at the farm and we can go pick various things throughout the season as well.
Here's one of our shares.
It's been a great experience
In many ways.
Fresh, local, real food
a connection for E.
Being on a farm is a connection to her life in Ethiopia. Food has been one of my favorite things to talk about with E. She remembers so many foods and stories about food. And we love to cook together. She sits at the counter, peeling individual cloves of garlic,
or tearing kale leaves (in her bathing suit).
Sometimes we sit on the deck while we shuck corn.
And a story always comes out.
She knows farms. And growing things.
We loved our farm so much that we signed E up for a week of farm camp.
I wonder what she thought about on the farm. Did it smell familiar? Were the sounds a happy reminder of her home before us? Maybe all she thought about was how fun it was to gather eggs or feed the goats. But I hope somehow it was more. I want her to feel connected to Ethiopia. And I hope that food and the farm are one of the ways we can stay connected.
Here's E and Dad picking spinach this past spring.
Someday, E wants to go back to Ethiopia and show me her farm.
I can't wait.
Happy Harvest Season!