My favorite fruit season is sadly coming to an end, but I won’t be sorry to see the hottest summer draw to a close.

The mango trees at Mahaba Farms were planted by my great grandfather, Isaac Alridge, more than 60 years ago.  They’ve continued to provide delicious fruit year after year without fertilizer, pruning or watering (aside from rain). 

The mango production certainly slowed in response to the extreme summer heat, but we were still able to enjoy plenty of Nature’s goodness🤲🏾

Taking a note from these wise mango trees, I (reluctantly) accepted my growing conditions & slowed down in the last month.  That meant starting my day before sunrise (& even then, it’s STILL hot) & finishing before noon to minimize the severity of heat-related illness. Somehow, some way, work still must get done on the farm if there’s to be a harvest in the coming months.

There’s a massive disconnect between food growers & food consumers which serves to reinforce the “magic” behind the arrival of fresh produce from all over the world to your local grocery stores. I hope to counteract this disconnect by sharing regular updates from Mahaba Farms. If not already the case, I believe this insight will cause you to consider where, how & by whom your food is grown.

Meanwhile, as you leave your air conditioned vehicle to walk into your air conditioned home/office & undoubtedly remark about how hot it is outside, please take a moment to give thanks for the worldwide growers tirelessly enduring this heat- most for little to no money- in service of the “magic” with which food is presented for your consumption.

In humble service,

Kisha