My crusade against food waste and the primary reason behind this rant is largely shaped by my experience on the Cheyenne River Reservation. Hunger and poverty is rampant, and, as one young mom put it, "We live expensive, but you just don't see it."
There are many times throughout the farming season in which I realize how fortunate I am for the experience of it all - the seasons, the plants, the animals, the people, the food! - and to be surrounded by such inspiring imagery. If that's too much of a new-agey, let-me-roll-my-eyes-at-this-hippy statement for you, let me put it plainly: I'll take flower harvest over an indoor job any day!