Until it happens to you, you must wonder what living in a “facility” like this is like. Carlton Senior Living. (Don’t call it an old folks home even if that is accurate!) Most of the residents here use walkers or are in a wheelchair. Many need to be pushed by a “care-giver” (most residents call them pee-cees).
It had been nearly 20 years since I had last visited, yet I felt so at home. The revival of this brand has drawn me so close to the original Harms Farms that I felt a sort of magnetic pull to go back and visit the place where it all began.
Similar to the inception of Harms Farms 2.0, what basically started out as an idea turned into a reality. A spontaneous road trip to visit my longtime friend, Guysen, in Eugene, Oregon, brought me within striking distance of the farm, which was a mere three-hour drive away. The day before my planned departure back home ...
Persimmon drying season began the beginning of October and ended the first week of November. Orders for plain and chocolate dipped persimmons have been coming in since they went on the market in October and the last order of the season was picked up today, four days before Christmas. Looks like lots of dried persimmon stocking stuffers this year! Plain persimmons are healthier, but dark chocolate dipped were the most popular ...
I often sit alone in the “courtyard” here in this place and say to myself, “What am I doing here?” “How did I get here in the middle of Sacramento?” I guess I have to remember my former life in Paradise, to answer these questions. Our house was burned to the ground – only ashes left – hard as it is to forget, I have to relive it to tell this story!! Arlene, my faithful wife of 67 years and I had lived in our beloved town of Paradise, built our own home, had lived in Paradise for 58 years – raised 3 wonderful kids, where shall I begin? My life is a series of miracles ...
We have much to be thankful for.
Not sure it is possible to express the amount of appreciation I have over a Blog post, but just know, if you have ever supported us in any way, be it by purchasing a pound of persimmons, sending me a picture of you wearing the shirt, coming to the Farm for a workout, even just liking an Instagram post, it means the world to me. Without your support, none of this would have ever happened ...
