How many times have I taken photos of leeks? And other vegetables from our fields? So many times. And still, they are so pretty I can’t help myself.
And still, the fourth time around, when little hands come out to help with the work, even if that help is just in making things light with those real and trying for the picture smiles, my heart is warmed beyond measure.
And these things, over and over again, continue to fill me up and remind me just how blessed is life out on this farm.