six months has never been filled with so much joy, compost, laughter, and growth. I will remember how I fell in love with fruit (and the art of pruning fruit trees), the perfect flickering light in the late afternoon Chadwick Garden, making capes out of remay, the mystery of the Le Creuset pot, and looking at the night stars while trying not to fall in a hole on the walk back to my tent. I am so appreciative of my fellow Apprentices who shared in this journey. With out them, and of course our beloved Site Managers and Second-Year Apprentices, I never could have learned what I did, forty times over.
I don't know exactly where this new knowledge will take me. But, there certainly are adventures in agriculture to come for Farmer Leah. So stay tuned. At my mother's request, and I hope not to the dismay of other readers, I'll do my best to keep the blog going. Up next: growing flowers for a wedding.
