“Marian made sure her grandchildren knew how to pick fruit when ripe, not before. Here’s she standing by an apple tree, but her true loves were strawberries, blueberries, and raspberries. We’d be sent into the garden with pint boxes and buckets, and from our haul she’d make jam, pies, and syrups. She never seemed happier than when her loved ones were all smiling, high on sugar, fingers stained from fruit-picking.” – Megan Hustad