When I decide to bring Elizabeth to the farm, I'm afraid she'll be immediately bored. Instead, she pokes around, asks a bunch of questions, ending with, "What should I do?"
For three hours, she pulls weeds in the tomato area, never complaining. She's an amazing worker for a ten-year-old. When she encounters a spider, she yells, "Spider!"
"Big one?" I ask.
"Nope, just a little guy with some color. He's not bothering me."
Audrey, my mother, artist, designer, retailer from way back, stops by to take some photos of the area where the stand will go. Can't wait to see her ideas, as long as they are simple.
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