Today is our last day on the farm. In 7 weeks, we have felt biodynamic soil through our hands, smelt growing leaves on tomato plants, rode on the back of a truck full of red and orange lady bugs, witnessed fire flies illuminate the field at night like Christmas fairy lights, heard the sound of rain falling on a greenhouse roof, eaten organic vegetables pulled out of the ground just minutes before and drank tea from freshly picked chamomile flowers. Farming is rewarding because the results are so tangible. You can see, feel, eat, smell and sell the fruits of your labour. The final product is the result of one tiny little seed as unremarkable as a speck. And just as vegetables come from a tiny seed, people are born from a microscopic fertilised egg, great things are the creations of a brainwave called a thought and big journeys begin with one step. This unimaginable trip for us was once just a dream that became an imaginable idea.
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