The Number Is Smaller Than We Think

Ten years sounds like a long time. Ten visits does not. A story about a father counting the number of times he might realistically see his parents again made me rethink how we measure time. It also made me think about my own children, aging parents, and even farming. Sometimes life isn't measured in years. Sometimes it's measured in visits and seasons.

A Gourmand, a Rabbit, and a Flower Farmer Walk Into a Kitchen

When both of our kids came home for the weekend, the farm felt a little fuller—and the kitchen became a lot more complicated. Between picky eaters, apartment hunting in New York City, and the daily challenges of growing flowers, I found myself reflecting on how often flexibility matters in both farming and life.

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