Farmer Sparky…

Farmer Sparky

A huge muchas gracias to the thoughtful individual who sold Henry a couple of lighters at the Marin County Fair when he was wandering unchaperoned with friends.  One has a distinctive leaf and skull motif the other burns so strong and bright that “crack pipe” floats through my mind.  He says they are “just for show” and I’m trying to tease out exactly what that means.

Jennifer and one of the curly fur bunnies

Last night there was an impromtu garden party at my friend Cassie’s house.  Henry and I harvested potatoes from her recycled trash can potato towers which we later consumed in a delish potato salad tangy with greek yogurt.  We shared blueberries and apricots from our garden.  As it turns out, thinking ahead Henry had one of his above mentioned purchases in a pocket ready for the fireworks.  He thus earned the nickname “Sparky”  which he will be forevermore known as when at Garden Girl Farm.

our new housemates

We also came home with five (three of them one day old) chicks and I barely escaped a bunny after holding the furry bundle. They are thriving in Henry’s bedroom two of them growing larger overnight.  The one day old chicks are runts and probably would not have survived outdoors.  We are hoping to alter those odds.  The coop gets built on Tuesday so will be ready for the new residents in two to three weeks.

Garden Girl Farm

Black Hollyhock

I’ve been immersed recently shooting images for Garden Girl Farm, an urban farm located in Pt. Richmond with an expansive view of the Chevron facility and the other day a well attired woman walking on the freeway.  Cassie, the farmer behind Garden Girl Farm has chickens, turkeys, rabbits and assorted produce.  A recent trek to the local market found the butcher hard at work trying to get her phone number.  She mentioned that she was married and noted to herself that he was probably too young, the braces on his teeth being the giveaway.  She however took his phone number as she wants assistance butchering her current crop of bunnies.

I planted my Victorianesque Black Hollyhocks late this year so they need more time in the ground before I see any action.  Garden Girl’s however are prolific.