On Saturday my mom, sister and the 3 youngest members of our family went on the Key Peninsula Fall Farm tour. For the first time the day of the tour was not grey and drizzly. Cool, yes, but the sun was out and it was a glorious day to visit local farms. The flower
bouquet gives you an idea of the colors and variety produced at Morgan Creek Farm.
I had not been to Morgan Creek on previous tours, but I will go again. It is a small operation packed with colorful flowers and vegetables. Walking down the aisles of the garden was delightful; amaranth next to Chinese lantern, next to basil, next to zinnias, next to dahlias, next to eggplant, next to sunflowers...and on and on. At their
farm stand I bought leeks, carrots with tops attached, eggplant, tomatoes, pumpkins, tiny summer squash.
Next we visited Gentle Giant Farm where 2 shires towered above the crowd of visitors. While the turnout was good at all of the farms we visited, there was never really a crowd, and thank heavens for that. What there was plenty of was evidence of real working farms; not manicured and prissy, but well tended, and humble. I think it nutures the soul to step away from commercial perfection and get back to what is real.
The goats at Gentle Giant could be found by following the strong, ah,
odor. Whew! At
Creviston Valley Farms there were chickens,
turkeys, pigs, working dogs and, finally, lunch. I was able to stand in a sunny meadow, listening to live mountain/folk music (with the
turkeys gobbling in the
background), and watch Garrett and Danny romp and play. On the way home we "voted" to make a last stop at the Barefoot Boys bee operation. I had bought honey from the bee lady before but hadn't been to her home. The chance to see working hives and buy good local honey was not to be missed. Visiting these farms caused us to drive a big loop up and down the Key Peninsula, exploring areas new to me. I feel so lucky to live in a rural place with so much open space, painted green by Mother Nature with bold splashes of color where man has worked in cooperation with Her. What a glorious day.
ps these photos, except the bouquet, were found on flickr, because I did not even think to take my camera
On Saturday my mom, sister and the 3 youngest members of our family went on the Key Peninsula Fall Farm tour. For the first time the day of the tour was not grey and drizzly. Cool, yes, but the sun was out and it was a glorious day to visit local farms. The flower bouquet gives you an idea of the colors and variety produced at Morgan Creek Farm.
I had not been to Morgan Creek on previous tours, but I will go again. It is a small operation packed with colorful flowers and vegetables. Walking down the aisles of the garden was delightful; amaranth next to Chinese lantern, next to basil, next to zinnias, next to dahlias, next to eggplant, next to sunflowers...and on and on. At their farm stand I bought leeks, carrots with tops attached, eggplant, tomatoes, pumpkins, tiny summer squash.
Next we visited Gentle Giant Farm where 2 shires towered above the crowd of visitors. While the turnout was good at all of the farms we visited, there was never really a crowd, and thank heavens for that. What there was plenty of was evidence of real working farms; not manicured and prissy, but well tended, and humble. I think it nutures the soul to step away from commercial perfection and get back to what is real.
The goats at Gentle Giant could be found by following the strong, ah, odor. Whew! At Creviston Valley Farms there were chickens, turkeys, pigs, working dogs and, finally, lunch. I was able to stand in a sunny meadow, listening to live mountain/folk music (with the turkeys gobbling in the background), and watch Garrett and Danny romp and play. On the way home we "voted" to make a last stop at the Barefoot Boys bee operation. I had bought honey from the bee lady before but hadn't been to her home. The chance to see working hives and buy good local honey was not to be missed. Visiting these farms caused us to drive a big loop up and down the Key Peninsula, exploring areas new to me. I feel so lucky to live in a rural place with so much open space, painted green by Mother Nature with bold splashes of color where man has worked in cooperation with Her. What a glorious day. ps these photos, except the bouquet, were found on flickr, because I did not even think to take my camera
1 comment:
Oh, that sounds WONDERFUL! I can't wait to take Violet to something like this.
Dahlias....sigh. Too hot here for them, really. What a perfect flower. I was bowled over by the variety of colors I saw of all the dahlias at farmer's markets in Washington.
Did the kids like anything in particular? Children have such a different eye sometimes, you know?
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