Bare Feet and Messy Hair

The farmer kissed my forehead, "So, what're you about to do?" I pulled the top half of my damp curly hair into a bun and left the rest to fall and dry, "I'm about to go be a hippie." 

He smiled, said his goodbyes and he left to finish working for the day. The sun would be setting soon so I had to get to the garden fast. I designated my garden as a "Family Garden". I'm going to get all that I want then make sure our families have what they want then sell whatever is left at the stands. I plan on keeping it going all Summer long so there will be plenty to share. 

I got to the garden and turned off the ranger. I gazed at the 20 rows I had to work with. Twenty rows of food for family and friends, all for me to plan out. I thought about the produce we already had planted around the farms and began to plan my garden. 

After I planned out the next few rows, I slid out of my sandals and headed down the rows of dirt. The dirt was cool under my bare feet and I made my way down the rows poking holes in the dirt with my hoe then back down with the bags of seeds. Then I planted 3 rows of sunflowers. I love sunflowers. They're so big and beautiful. I decided to use them to make a fence around the garden. On one side will be corn, on the other side I have the three rows of sunflowers and I'm going to transplant some in the front and back to make up the rest of the fence. It'll be a lovely privacy fence. 

When I finished planting my seeds for the night I wiggled my toes into the dirt and watched the sunset. I pulled my hair up into a bun and looked down at my dirty feet and laughed, they kind of looked like my husband usually does.