As we reflect on the summer, we acknowledge many lessons learned and brainstorm ways to refine our intention. We also celebrate the dedicated hours of weeding, harvesting, watering, planting, art-making, conversations, and cooking. Last night was the first evening just for us. We grilled salmon caught by Leanna on Haida Gwai, ate roasted potatoes, turnips and beets from the garden; Marc baked bread; Julia played violin in the twilight. Professors and students cleared the dark picnic table and created an assembly line of dishwashing. Slowly we each made our way home with leftover bits of cherry pie and zuchini, and gratitude for our shared efforts and dedication.
(I would have taken more photos, but I was too busy sipping beer, chopping kohlrabi and nibbling salmon)