I've been noticing a pattern the last few weeks. When I get down time... and mind you, it's not very often that I am still enough to think... I find myself overwhelmed with gratitude.
We work like heck all week long, and then on Wednesday mornings I load all our fresh goods into the back of the truck and spend 10 hours sitting, driving and distributing. It's been in these repeated off-farm moments that I find the serenity to reflect and give thanks.
Our life here on the mountain means more than I can describe with words. I love that I have the power and the choice to dream and create and share... round the clock with my family. The idea of leaving my child in someone else's hands so that I could work in town to pay bills and buy food terrifies me.
I have so much to be grateful for, and so many people to thank on my journey. Really, the list is long and goes back nearly 40 years now. But let me start by thanking YOU...