Virginia has some of the most diverse farming in the country, and I was able to witness this as a volunteer at a local flower, herb, and seed farm.
I volunteered on one of over 43,000 farms in Virginia. This herb, flower, and seed farm has allowed me to gain a massive amount of awareness and knowledge about the land and plants. Here are those lessons . . .
With small farms being the backbone of Virginia, I return to a volunteer at a local herb, flower, and seed farm.
Agriculture is Virginia’s largest private industry by a vast margin, and I had the chance to live a dream by volunteering on a local Virginia herb, flower, and seed farm.
No doubt we will properly celebrate our wedding and journey somewhere new for a true honeymoon, but until then these mountains of West Virginia welcomed us and gifted us tranquility.
“I’m so happy we eloped,” one of us said — It doesn’t matter who because we both felt that way. Eloping meant this — him and me, intertwined fingers, talking and truly seeing one another.
I plunged my paddle into the water to fight back but my kayak did not move forward. Instead, I was pulled into some type of slow-swirling whirlpool. And this is a small glimpse at what our first kayaking adventure looked like . . .
Welcome to New York where people hustle on the sidewalks faster than the cars on the roads and where the sounds of horns, exhausts, advertisements, music, more explode in the air. New York, an alternate fairytale where skyscrapers are enchanted and stretch so tall that they become invisible in the clouds and where colors — loud and sharp — blur to create a vibrant energy all its own . . .
In the end, I pushed my boyfriend out of a plane. Alright. Maybe not literally. I actually hired someone else to push him out of a plane.