The Simple Life

I’ve decided that working moms deserve to go to the front of the line at Starbucks.  They should also be able to go through the “15 items or less” line at the  market with a full cart of groceries … and the answer to your question is “Yes, I would like to have somebody help me out to  my car”.  The truth of the matter is that a working mommy has 2 full-time jobs and deserves a little special attention.  I’ve been working nonstop since January and this last month has especially been a blur.  It has been a whirlwind of farm tours, food styling, and fashion shows, yes … a fashion show.  When the alarm goes off at 4:00AM and you don’t step foot back into your messy house until 8:00PM, you learn very quickly that you have to keep life simple.

Living on a farm is often referred to as the “Simple Life”, and I must admit that when I am out on farm tours I am romanced by having no cell service, eating fruit off the trees, and lying on a blanket in the sun.  Each farmer I’ve met has a different story and they are decidedly the most interesting people I have ever met.  They love to talk about the land and the fruit, yet they often shy away from questions on how they decided to become a farmer.  And although each of their stories is unique, I can easily see myself in each one of their stories.

The reality of a farmer’s life slaps me in the face and instantly wakes me up from my daydreaming slumber. I would be more like Eva Gabor on Green Acres wearing high heels in the dirt. The truth is that while we are fast asleep, our farmers are getting up in the middle of the night to turn on large fans that warm the air 2 degrees in order to save  the crop from freezing.   They stay up late, get up early, and walk the fields checking on every tree in their care.

 

As busy as my life can be with all of the details and responsibilities, I don’t know if I could handle the responsibility our farmers have taken on.   Their attention to detail  is unparalleled and it is all to  assure us that our clementine “cuties” have no seeds.  Side note, not all clementines are “cuties”.  In fact “cuties” … although tasty … are really the inferior clementine in the bunch.

The “simple life” may not be for me, yet…  For now I will continue to look for ways to simplify my life in the midst of all the lists and details of being a working mom.  One of the ways I do that is to pass by all the processed food that is on the shelves of our markets (they’re supposed to make my life easier) and instead I choose to have fresh fruit available for my family’s breakfast  lunch, and after dinner dessert.  Our table is never without bowls of fresh fruit sitting in the middle.

Before the season is over look for these at your local market, ask questions of your grocer and see what you learn. Be on the look out for the Melissa’s Produce Label … it’s always a sure indication that the product will be great.

 

2 comments… add one
  • Wata April 9, 2013, 8:51 am

    I love orange the smell of citrus just remind me when I was just a child. My grand ma have many of citrus garden in hokaido but the nature wasn’t good enough. So we stop this garden. This pictures make me miss my grand ma.

  • Erika {In Erika's Ki April 16, 2013, 2:57 am

    I just got a note from my local market that they have Melissa’s Ojai Pixies in stock – thanks for reminding me that I need to make a stop there tomorrow!

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