On a recent vacation to Eastern Washington, I got to do a LOT of things. Visit my family (which I love), float down the Little Spokane River, bake pies with my mom, hike, practice shooting an arrow, see deer, moose, turkeys, bats, beavers, a rock show, AND check in on my parents vegetable garden. It was a strange summer up there too, so the garden was a little less predictable. But nonetheless, it was productive. Nothing is better than the earthy flavor of a carrot freshly pulled out of the ground.