This summer, I am taking the tall tree route and visiting farmers. Standing in the shadow of their ancient branches and feeling what it's like to travel back in time. It takes my breath away!

When every glass of milk, bowl of salad and slice of meat arrives on our table, it's the end of a long journey that began on a farm.

The charms of the wild rose, new-mown hay, baked bread, buttered popcorn, smell of coffee, frying bacon and the smell of rain hitting dry ground! Everything felt a little bit livelier. Awesome!

The weather is starting to cool down. The leaves will begin to transform to beautiful red, yellows, and oranges. Welcome Autumn!

There was always a garden connection with my Grandpa. I remember how we use to dig soil for hours and hours. Gardening is in my blood. Fortunately, that blood reached all the way to my green thumb. I pretty much adore anything I plant. How I wish I could make plant grow faster. I dream of someday having a farm where I can go out and harvest my lettuce and spinach and cherry tomatoes for a salad for dinner.

Summer: Flip flops have found their destination. The season has also given a reason to embrace umbrellas and rain boots.