I am forever wishing I could get up earlier. And earlier. And go to bed earlier. And earlier. But it never quite works. We get most of our best garden work done in the cooler evenings, so everything gets pushed back at night. Then the 5:20 alarm really doesn’t work for me. So I am not Susie Sunrise Greeter. But on the occasional morning when I can get outside with the camera before Farmer has realized it and wants to come along, just a little bit after first light and not before the dew is gone, I am happy. I love the light, the quiet, the coolness, the promise. Wouldn’t it be great to hold on to that morning karma all day long? But then, of course, you wouldn’t have evening…and sunset–my second favorite time of the day.

Here’s a look at what I saw one June morning on the farm.

Poppy volunteering in the market garden

 New field echoing old.

Baptisia blossom poking through the deer fence

Potting bench and cart shadowing  the coop-shed

Flag iris flanking the garden gate

Newly potted tomato plants waiting for a move up to the farm stand

Cilantro soaking in cold water

Purples and greens blowing out

Light sneaking Peas climbing

Two hundred-plus tomatoes marching to the East

Next week: Strawberries and Sunset!