Farm Folk
On our road trip down to LA for Christmas this year, we stopped in Fresno to visit my best friend Yue and the new house that she shares with her husband Adam. Every trip to the Central Valley is always so eye-opening, and I get so much joy learning about horticulture and seeing it come alive before my very eyes with every garden, tree, and flower. It’s truly a labor of love and I admire how self-sustaining their lives have become.
The Orchard
As children of Chinese immigrant parents raised to love fruit more than just about anything in the world, we loved exploring their small but growing orchard. The wintertime harvest is modest, but citruses are aplenty. We woke up at the crack of dawn to pick oranges, lemons, and grapefruits covered in a layer of frost. Shirley tried her first raw olive, and it’s pretty obvious how that turned out.
The Coop
We wandered to another section of their 20-acre property to the sound of squawking and gobbling. The coop was home to two dozen or so hens, roosters, and a pair of turkeys (we named them Tom and Tammy!) The coop was full of fresh farm eggs and Adam demonstrated the freakish stabilization power of a chicken head (hello new gimbal?) We watched Tom Turkey open his feathers for the first time and let out a mating call. Animal Planet, up close and personal.
The Local Nursery
Yue took us to her favorite nursery, located conveniently a mile up the road. Even in the dead of winter they carry an impressive variety of trees and plants of all sizes. The coolest corner was the owners’ personal vegetable garden, full of luscious vibrant winter produce: broccoli, cauliflower, snap peas, flowering cabbage, kale, chard, herbs in a bathtub, and a friendly tuxedo cat.
I love visiting rural places. It’s truly a break from urban life and I feel so grounded in the earth, the changing seasons, and a slower pace of life that rewards you with much-needed peace and calm.
Hope you enjoy these photojournalistic glimpses of life in Fresno. Winter is its own serene type of beauty, when a late sunrise slowly illuminates the sky in a quiet, unostentatious way.
Sanger, California
Dec 18th, 2021
Standing amidst the ancient ruins, surrounded by the majestic peaks of the Andes, and feeling one with mother earth.
A day enjoying the slower pace of life here on Cheung Chau, an island full of beaches, boats, hikes, and buns!
What a treat being able find yourself standing in the remains of millions of years shifting dunes and erosion and gaze up at the splendor of geologic formations.
The island life, full of wild roaming chickens and trees that serve as bathrooms, offer a retreat from urban conveniences and the hustle and bustle of city life.
A heavenly sea, calm but restless, ebbing and flowing softly upon the shores of sand so powdery soft they feel like pillows between your toes.
In a world full of distractions, nothing beats sitting in a lawn chair, sipping wine, and admiring the scenic valley with good company.
Sword ferns, mosses, and redwood sorrel blanket the forest floor. The forest is dense but when pockets of sunshine burst through the canopies, the view is magic.
As El Niño finally subsides and the hills bloom with life, California is looking like an absolute dream this spring. I drove up and down Pacific Coast Highway, stopping every chance I got to admire the ocean, the mountains, and everything in between.
Five picturesque seaside villages at the foot of terraced hills that face the Mediterranean Sea with the most colorful terraces and winding roads, the towns of Cinque Terre are a real-life Pinterest dream.
A city so full of Renaissance charm and fashion, Florence was romantic and an absolute delight to visit.
Simon and I got married at an Italian villa in the beautiful hills of Southern California, and Studio Sophy gets the exclusive inside scoop.