The first hard frost has settled over Barberry Hill Farm, and with it, the season quietly comes to an end. The fields that were once bursting with color now rest under a thin silver veil, reminding us of the rhythm that guides every year here. We’ve finished at the farmers market, and the farm stand will be open just a few more days as we share the last of what we harvested before the cold. Though the days grow shorter, we’re filled with gratitude—for the beauty of the land, for another bountiful season, and for the community that makes it all possible.
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