If you follow us on social media you probably saw this picture this week of me headed out to a doctor’s appointment with flowers in hand. The picture is from my phone, doctored up in Instagram and really nothing special or groundbreaking. However, the reaction from everyone was overwhelming. More people engaged with me posting this picture than I have ever gotten on some of the better quality images I have posted of our crops. This also coincided on a week where many of the blogs I follow all talked about not just taking a picture, but being in the picture.
I started to flip back at all of this “documenting” I have done to tell our story, and realized that outside of a couple of key posts, I rarely caught images of myself living this life. Sure, I have done a fine job narrating our story, but I wasn’t allowing myself to be shown living it. I AM part of the story and showing the sweaty brow, dirty, sometimes always embarrassing attire is part of what makes this real and relatable. I am going to work harder to be part of the story; the grime, sweat, and dirt are all just layers atop the romance of this flower farm.