🌞 Morning Harvest Magic at 1737

There’s just something about early mornings on the homestead that hits different.

Before the world gets loud… before the emails, the calls, the to-do lists… it’s just me, the garden, and whatever goodness is ready to be picked that day. And baby—this morning did not disappoint.

I stepped outside, not expecting much (because let’s be honest, some mornings be humble 😂), and walked right into a whole situation.

Zucchini.
More zucchini.
And just when I thought I was done… another zucchini.

Now listen… if you’ve ever grown zucchini, you already know—it goes from “oh, look how cute” to “WHO TOLD YOU TO GET THIS BIG?!” real quick. But I’m not complaining, because that just means the garden is doing exactly what it’s supposed to do.

And then… the squash.
That one bright yellow beauty sitting pretty like she knew she was the star of the basket. Don’t you love when something in the garden just shows off a little?

And let’s not forget the girls. 🐔
Because right there in the mix, fresh eggs. Different shades, different personalities, all collected like little daily gifts. I don’t care how many times I gather eggs… it never gets old. Ever.

That basket right there?
That’s not just food.

That’s patience.
That’s consistency.
That’s showing up even on the days you don’t feel like it.
That’s watering, checking, talking to plants like they your coworkers (because they are at this point 😌).

It’s a reminder that growth is happening even when you don’t see it right away.

And I love that for us.

Because the same way this garden produces… so do we. In our businesses, in our homes, in our lives. Sometimes it looks slow. Sometimes it looks like nothing is happening. And then one random morning… boom. Overflow.

So yeah… this was just a “regular” morning harvest.

But around here?
We know better.

This is the reward.

With love from the soil,
1737 Urban Homestead 🌱💛