My recent YES! magazine story on three generations of back-to-the-land farmers led with a nice, if somewhat cryptic illustration: four farmers, who seem to be treating their vegetables as musical instruments, break out into song in the fields before a rapt audience of pumpkin leaves, which are swaying and grooving to the beat. At least that was my interpretation.
As a supplemental post to the story, here are some photographs of the actual people and places mentioned: