WELCOME TO OUR FARM WE STARTED OFF YEARS AGO WITH A SMALL PATCH OF ASPARAGUS PLANTS. MIRED DOWN IN MUD AND ROCKS, THREE DAYS LATER IT WAS DONE, BUT IT WAS ONLY THE BEGINNING. AS THE YEARS WENT BY, ALONG CAME PEACH AND APPLE ORCHARDS, ROWS OF OUR FAMOUS BLACKBERRIES AND GREENHOUSES. TODAY WE HAVE A WIDE ASSORTMENT OF BEDDING PLANTS, FRESH FRUITS, VALUE ADDED PRODUCTS, NOVELTIES AND A REAL FARM ENVIRONMENT WHERE PEOPLE CAN ENJOY THE FLORA AND FAUNA. WE ARE ALWAYS STRIVING TO DELIVER GOOD VALUE FOR OUR CUSTOMERS. WINTER TIME DOWN ON THE FARM, WHEN THE POWDER WEIGHS UPON THE LAND. ITS NOT UNUSUAL TO SEE THE WHITE TAILS AND THE TOM’S MEANDERING ABOUT, THREADING THROUGH THE PASTURE IN SEARCH OF THE ELUSIVE MORSELS. SPRING IS ON ITS WAY. THE TRUSTY MASSEY 250 AND THE FAMILY STRIKING A POSE AFTER WE DO SOME ROTO-TILLING FOR OUR GRAPE PATCH. IT WAS A WONDERFUL SPRINGTIME. SOME DAY WE WILL BE KNEE DEEP IN THE VINO. LITTLE BROTHER WITH PETEY THE SQUIRREL AND DILLON THE EGGPLANT HAWKING CELEBRITY TOMATOES, EGGPLANT AND BASIL AT THE LAWRENCE FARMERS MARKET. I SNAPPED MOM HARVESTING THESE THORNLESS BEAUTIES ABOUT MID-JULY. NO KIDDING, I PICKED ONE AS BIG AS A GOLF BALL. HEY THESE MAKE GREAT WINE. HINT...HINT... 6 FOOT TALL ANNIE OAKLEY OKRA. MOM WAS DEFINITELY IN OVER HER HEAD. I TOLD HER BE CAREFUL OR THE OKRA GNOMES MAY COME AND MAKE YOU THEIR QUEEN. HOPE THEY HAVE LOTS OF CRISCO AND CORN MEAL. DANG IT I’M STARVING OVER HERE. YES ITS ASPARAGUS, YES ITS TENDER, YES ITS OVER A FOOT LONG. NO I DIDN’T USE PHOTOSHOP. COME ON OUT ABOUT THE FIRST WEEK OF MAY AND BE AMAZED. THE HEAVENS DECLARE THE GLORY OF GOD.... PSALM 19:1 REMEMBER WHEN GRANDMA WOULD MAKE THESE ? NOTHING IN THE WORLD BETTER FOR YOU THAN A BIG FAT BLACKBERRY. WELL MAYBE A COUPLE HUNDRED OF THEM IN A PIE... OH A LA MODE OF COURSE.... C’EST LA VIE MES AMIS... TIME WELL SPENT IN THE BERRY PATCH. HEY THESE BEAUTIES HAVE NO THORNS AND MY GOODNESS, WHAT A FLAVOR. YOU WON’T FIND BERRIES LIKE THESE AT THE BIG BOX MARTS. HEY IT TAKES A WHOLE LOTTA LOVE TO GET EM THIS GOOD. HELGA IN THE HOUSE... THIS IS HELGA OUR GRAND RUBBER NECKED FLOPPY MATRIARCH. HELGA IS ONE OF THOSE SQUAWKIN CHICKENS... THATS RIGHT, SHE TALKS AND ALWAYS GETS INTO MISCHIEF. I SHOULD OF KEPT QUIET ABOUT THE CORN SHELLER BEING OUT OF COMMISSION. SHE ALWAYS REALLY GETS INTO HER WORK. QUITE THE HELPER. SHE STILL HASN’T FIGURED OUT HOW TO RUN THE REGISTER YET. OH WELL...