in the [farming] flesh

After I made my daily purchase [swiss chard], I was pleased to glimpse my radish-bearing, farming friend behind the shed. After snapping this shot, I called out to her that I had “gotten” her this time on film. She laughed and replied that so long as she looked happy she didn’t mind . . . I replied that she needn’t fear as, so far as I am concerned, she always looks perfectly, contentedly cheery.