Moon Dog Farms

Certified Naturally Grown family farm growing fruits, vegetables & flowers in the Texas Gulf Coast

MoonDog Farms is dedicated to stewardship of the land, reinforcing a healthy community and producing great food.  

If you give a teen a camera...

This week made me so happy.

We had the opportunity to host a group of teen campers enrolled in Texas A&M at Galveston's Sea Camp. They pulled up in a white van, lead by fearless leader/photographer Robert Mohivil, armed with cameras and closed-toed shoes. (Thank the gods. I myself had sat in a fire ant pile not 30 minutes earlier.) 

 (c) Dallas Henderson 2013

Robert became our friend when he shot some photos of Moon Dog Farms for an article about local farms in Coast magazine back in April.  He'd told us then that he was involved with this summer camp and wondered if we'd be willing to let the farm be a photography subject for all the burgeoning Ansel Adamses and Annie Liebowitzes when summer came calling. 

And this Tuesday, a whole gaggle of them arrived at 8:30 and went to town.  It was a delight to have them all, for not only did they take some spectacular photos, but they asked great questions and clearly enjoyed seeing some things they might not typically run into on a weekday morning. 

It's this element of having a farm that brings me no end of joy.  The curiosity and insight a 15 year old girl shows when asking, "Which of these plants is your biggest profit-maker?" and the delight in discovering the beauty of an okra's flower-- --hell, finding out that an okra plant has a flower, these are  benchmarks of our success.  

We're here to serve the community, to be a place of learning. 

Dallas caught this wonderful shot of our fledgling herb garden, housed in old tires.  

 (c) Dallas Henderson 2013

And oh yeah---we're here for some groovy photos, too. 

A shot of some of our juicy pears, ripening up for late summer. 

 (c )Barbara Savant Smith 2013

So enjoy these photos and keep in mind that they were all taken by young adults ages 13 to 17, and that they all behaved like professionals, shared their spritzer bottles, and didn't make fun of my visor made from a cap with the top ripped off or our sweaty, shiny foreheads.