Dog Launch

(The Downstay Farmstand)

Daisy is wondering why we’re sitting by the road but she will roll with it.

Forty beds make the garden and this means that we are technically not gardeners anymore but gentlemen farmers.

Flowers + poem = something I’ve always done and haven’t done except in dreams while listening to Florist.

Dov continues to astound with his reckless vegan cakes and cookies and we’re just not going to tell anyone they’re vegan, shhh.

We wanted to do something in our rural road that reaches others and doesn’t mind its money. All prices suggested. Hello.