Back in June, I wrote how I have found myself sixty miles from home out west in the small community of Tonopah, Arizona, volunteering on a small all-natural farm. Then the Summer heat put a stop to that as outdoor work became next to impossible. As Summer drew to a close, my uncle broke his hip and I missed the preparatory work that went into bringing the farm back into shape for the Fall/Winter season. Today I am driving back to Santa Barbara to help my uncle as tomorrow is the day he will be released from the nursing/rehabilitation center and go home. On my way out west to Southern California, I stopped by the farm to check progress and torture myself with all that I have missed out on. In two weeks Rob will reopen the farm stand which will be expanded into a mini farmers market with a number of new vendors on hand. My time at the farm was brief as I still had another 450 miles ahead of me.