The first time I walked out to my orchard and saw my prized Strawberry Tree (Arbutus unedo) turning a sickly shade of yellow, my heart sank right into
Living and farming here in the unique microclimates of San Diego, I have learned one undeniable truth: you don’t farm plants; you farm soil and roots.
If you have ever strolled through Balboa Park or checked the landscaping around commercial centers here in San Diego, you have probably walked right past
If you have ever wandered through the canyons here in San Diego or hiked the coastal trails, you might have spotted a tree that looks like it belongs in a fairytale.
The first time I saw an Arbutus unedo here in San Diego, I mistook it for a hallucination; the tree was simultaneously covered in drooping white bell-shaped
I still remember the first time I stared down my overgrown Strawberry Tree back in 2018. It wasn’t just a bush anymore; it was a 20-foot monster
Most people expect honey to be a sugary explosion of floral sweetness, a comfort food that coats the throat with pure saccharine joy. But if you were to
Living here in sunny San Diego, I’ve spent the last decade obsessing over what I can pull from the soil. Most folks visit my farm for the flashy stuff—the
Walking through my orchard in the rolling hills of San Diego, you might spot two trees bearing striking red fruit that look vaguely similar from fifty paces away.
There is a certain magic that happens in a San Diego orchard when the morning fog burns off and reveals the striking silhouette of an Arbutus unedo.