Wednesday, September 10, 2008


first turnip harvest. early july...
practically archaic.
i love to you, ladies.

2 comments:

vyn said...

Brassica rapa

vyn said...

It's true that when you reap the harvest you do feel that feeling of timelessness. Last summer I harvested my garlic for the first time, and the feeling of elation was really only matched by the feeling of connectedness to others who'd come before me--the ones who'd domesticated and refined that garlic, for instance.