No closet digging today. I woke up late and needed to get over to the farm. So I reached for my adult blanket (aka my trusty keffiyeh) and hit the pavement. I got another great quarantine soundtrack from my buddy Charlie, so I jammed that on my way over. When I walked on to the farm and there was a big ole bag of beautiful green things with my name on it. No contact, just lovely veg. I gotta say. I love where I live. The people that run this farm are saints! I’d be grey and lifeless without them. The things that we can eat to keep our immune systems in A+ mode can not be hoarded so I am beyond grateful for them and all they are doing to keep this community nourished right now. There is school work, fruit foraging and cooking to do. Oh and I need to call my mom. She’s a saint too. So I’ll leave it there. Everyone, go call your parental units!
Day 81: Hot Salad //sautéed carrots, red potatoes, garlic, scallions and arugula + farm egg, hemp hearts & pepitas.