I first visited the land that would become Little Portion Farm in the fall of 2018, just weeks after our first son was born. My husband Matt had just accepted an offer to manage the farm. As I looked out over the empty, muddy field with our son Brendan wrapped up in blankets on my chest, I wondered what the future would hold for our family … and the muddy land I was staring at.At the end of the inaugural growing season, our family toasted the farm’s first 1,000 pounds of food harvested on the same weekend as Brendan’s first birthday. The farm now produces tens of thousands of pounds of food each year and Brendan has said nearly as many words about one of his favorite places to be.If you had asked me 20, or even 10, years ago if I thought I’d someday be a farmer’s wife, I would have laughed. I, myself, have no green thumb to speak of, and naturally, have done very little physical labor on the farm. Sure, I’ve harvested some things and pulled a few weeds, but mostly, I’ve been a bystander to this tremendous ministry. Other than feeding the farmer, I support marketing and fundraising efforts.All produce grown and harvested on the farm is donated to those in need, including local soup kitchens, free community supported agriculture programs and food banks. In the last five years, more than 85,000 pounds of food has been given to serve those facing food insecurity in our region. I’m constantly in awe of the work and dedication of my husband, humbled by the financial supporters of this ministry and grateful to the community that has become our family. Anyone walking through the beds of tomatoes and cucumbers or sitting on a bench in one of the wildflower gardens on the farm would never believe this land was the same muddy pit I looked out over five years ago.Brendan - now a long way from those swaddling blankets - has spent a lot of time on the farm over its five growing seasons. He has crawled, walked and run the paths between the beds, watered with Daddy on the weekends, planted wildflowers, and picked (and taste-tested) cherry tomatoes, peas, and berries with his little brother, Liam, and little sister, Maeve. In many ways, Brendan and the farm have grown up together. And I wouldn’t want anything different for him and our family.