It’s no secret that I am a sucker for some fresh produce.
When the family and I were driving up the California coast, making our way from Santa Cruz to San Francisco, we passed the cutest little family farm and I insisted my mom turn the car around. She complied – and this is what it looked like:
I wish I could crawl into this bucket of lavender and live there forever.
And of course, my dad had to have his fun too.
Now I’m back on the east coast with come post-vacation blues.