Farmey farm farm trippin...

Man, can they wale.

Finally we were all in the frame, sort of.

One of our last harvests before leaving Portland.

Matt, i.e. Goat Matt, countless hours spent harvesting, weeding, planting, always a pleasure. Especially when the afternoon goofiness took over at 10am.

It's not what it looks like...what is it?

Working at the farm with these boys was quite possibly the best work environment I have ever had.