The Vosburgh Farm sits up in Firvale and is pretty much a little piece of paradise tucked between the mountains and the river. I swing by every time I come to town and collect eggs, eat pie, and drink coffee in this gorgeous spot. It’s been a long time since I’ve been home for haying season up there, but it’s one of my fondest memories of home: helping toss bales under the hot July sun, then picking apples off the roof and making pies in the kitchen with my favourite auntie. I’m convinced that dinner always tastes 150% better after farm chores.
On my second trip home this year, I spent an afternoon visiting with my aunt and mum up on the farm for a heavy dose of nostalgia. The little girl who lives next door to the farm accompanied me on a little walk around with the camera to capture the things I love about the farm in between sips of coffee and bites of pie.