Picking coffee

Or maybe I should say: swanning around while other people pick coffee?

Look Tilly, the magic of nature, coffee beans growing inside coffee cherries.

Dad's mates a.k.a fabulous ring-in coffee harvesters!

Child labour. Rotten, I know. 

Yep, that's my Dad dancing. Or doing some kind of heel-toe coffee jig. 

Don't ask me, I'm only related to him.

I tell ya though, the man grows wonderful coffee. 

Hand picked, hand processed, hand roasted. 

That's some good bean. 

xxx