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 ...
Persimmon season is pretty much over, and it went quite well at the Farm. We dried around 150 pounds of persimmons between October and November. They are delicious and have a lengthy shelf life, and we sell them plain or dipped in chocolate by the pound.
Fortunately, persimmons are pretty low maintenance. They only require sunlight, water, and fertilizer, and don’t have problems with insects or disease. Most of the other food-producing plants, though, are not as lucky...
When one door closes, it doesn’t always mean another one will open. Sometimes you have to make one … and then go right through it.
The coronavirus has altered the trajectory of the world, mine included.
When we were sent home from Spring Training in March, none of us expected to still be at home eight months later. In fact, I still have ...
Yesterday marked the two year anniversary of the deadliest and most destructive wildfire in the history of California. With my grandparents losing their home to the Camp Fire, I decided to let my grandfather tell his side of the story. Enjoy a letter he wrote ...
