07/10/2026
Today was a first for me in more than 20 years—I made homemade salsa with vegetables fresh from our garden here at K&M Heritage Farms.
I should be excited… and I am. I honestly can’t wait to crack open a jar after it has had a little time to come together. There’s just something special about turning something you’ve grown with your own hands into food you’ll share around the table.
But if I’m being truthful, today carried a little melancholy with it too.
For years, we could never plant enough tomatoes. It wasn’t because we canned them or sold them—it was because we had girls. Every afternoon when they got home from school, they’d head straight to the garden, salt shaker in hand, and before I knew it, another ripe tomato had disappeared. They’d stand right there between the rows, laughing, talking about their day, and eating tomatoes fresh off the vine like they were apples.
No matter how many plants we added the next season, it never seemed to be enough to keep up with those after-school snacks.
Today, as I was peeling tomatoes and chopping peppers for salsa, I couldn’t help but think about those sweet little girls who aren’t so little anymore. The garden is still here. The tomatoes are just as good. But somehow it’s a little quieter.
That’s the funny thing about farming. You’re not just growing vegetables. You’re growing memories, traditions, and moments that one day sneak up on you while you’re standing over a pot of homemade salsa.
So here’s to the harvest, to the memories, and to hoping those girls still stop every now and then to eat a tomato with a little salt—just like they did when they were kids.
Because around here, where faith, family, and farming meet, the sweetest things we grow have never been the vegetables.