Field Note 01:
The peach blossoms were blooming just weeks ago.
Then an intense cold front arrived while parts of the orchard were already open. Farmers worked through the night and early morning, doing what they could to protect their trees — misting water continuously as temperatures dropped, encasing branches and blossoms in ice to shield them from the wind and cold.
What appeared harsh and frozen from the outside was, in fact, an act of care.
The full impact of the freeze is still unknown — for Graham’s U-Pick Peach Farm and for many local farms and plant nurseries — and will take time to fully reveal itself. Much of the work happens quietly, long before any outcome is visible.
What bloomed before the cold, and the effort put into tending it, still matters.
It’s possible to admire what was, to honor the optimism it carried, while also holding space for loss and ambiguity.
Farming, like so much else, exists in this in-between.
Between hope and damage.
Effort and surrender.
Care and forces beyond control.
These images are shared in that spirit.
Not as a conclusion, but as a moment within an ongoing story of stewardship, resilience, and care for the land.
The Tender In-Between
It started as a bud
Life held tightly
Shielding growth
Hidden within
Until suddenly
On a day like any
The bud venturing
To bloom
Petals unfurled
Filament stretched
Golden pollen
Calling out
The bees buzzing
In answer
Tentative invitation
To land
For days
The same
Blossoms, bees—
Of life
Until a front
Unyielding
Freezing ambush
Now arrived
Shiny ice
Crystal petals
Suspended vessel
Of time
A moment held,
Tender in-between
Of what could be
But isn't
-LC