Poignant Dreams of Produce Gone By

Tomatoes from GardenIn many ways, I had an idyllic up-bringing.  My parents loved each other, my brothers and sisters were (mostly) fun to be around, and my grandparents were retired farmers.  You would think that what your grandparents did for a living before they retired would have very little bearing on your life.  But when that occupation is farming, well… There’s really no such thing as a retired farmer. Continue reading