She farms one field in Massachusetts From that small patch she has grown a big green garden life of family friends neighbors creatures that crawl fly squawk slither even microbes too tiny to see and so many plants
Eva never planned to be a farmer But one morning at a small market she saw bunches of fresh tarragon and boxes of strawberries The strawberries were so red the tarragon so green and sweet-smelling Eva knew right then she wanted to grow her own herbs
