We know how projects with children evolve. They initially are enthusiastic, there the two of you are together hard at work and suddenly it dawns on you, as the parent that for some time now you’ve been working on whatever the creative endeavor is in solitude. This might be one of those times. Henry, my son came up with the name for our flock and has expressed interest in running a small egg subscription business. But who’s really going to be on the bicycle making deliveries?
Being on of those people who thinks visually I’m thrilled to announce that we have a label thanks to the artistic inclinations of StrangeMagee. Take a peek.
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.