On Tater Knob Farm, the rows run long and the air carries a song. Here is one of our high schoolers working the fields, whistling as he works — proof that when learning meets land, something deeper roots itself.
On Tater Knob Farm, the rows run long and the air carries a song. Here is one of our high schoolers working the fields, whistling as he works — proof that when learning meets land, something deeper roots itself.
