The Last Day of Picking
Two weeks ago, our farmers picked the last coffee cherries of the season. With the blessing of an abundant harvest, our plants produced more fruit than ever before. In the year ahead, we will all benefit from the Honduran team's hard work as we enjoy their amazing coffee.
Take a moment to look at the faces in the photo above. Your daily coffee habit might not seem like a big deal to you, but it means the world to our farmers. Because of your purchases, our team members can not only survive - they can thrive! Their lives have been transformed because of you, because of something as simple as a delicious cup of coffee.
It's time now to finish drying, sorting, processing and bagging the beans for exportation. We wait for this moment each year with eager anticipation, as we're one step closer to getting a delicious new batch of coffee to you.
With glad hearts, we ask you to join us in praying for the harvest that's coming our way. Thank you for being part of this life-changing journey with us.
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