SPRING — YEAR 1 · FARMERS HOUSE

Alex and his grandmother, Evelyn, approach the door of the farmers home, their arms ladened with offerings from their own home: potted plants, freshly cut flowers, plastic wrapped food, and a couple basic recipes for them to learn.

Alex, who is usually quite self-absorbed, would normally never be caught dead helping the new farmer, but his grandmother gave him little choice in the matter.

As the new farmer pulls open the front door, Alex can't help but notice how distraught the farmer appeared from being awoken to the knocks at their abode.

Alex's grandmother, Evelyn, was the first to speak, her voice soft and warm, with a melancholic ring. "Hello, dear! You must be our new farmer."