Cultivating Patience
This is the LAST WEEK of the Spring Share. A big thank you to all our Spring members! We love being a CSA farm. Sure, there are downsides – it is stressful to have vegetables sold before they are even in the ground, what with…
This is the LAST WEEK of the Spring Share. A big thank you to all our Spring members! We love being a CSA farm. Sure, there are downsides – it is stressful to have vegetables sold before they are even in the ground, what with…
Last fall a wise farmer warned me that the steep learning curve of our first year wasn’t going to level out any time soon. I didn’t believe him. It had been less of a curve and more of a vertical face as we learned about…
A week ago today the UPS man came with a small 8-inch Styrofoam cube. Inside was $60 worth of predatory nematodes, shipped overnight from California. Randy has not disclosed the cost of the shipping and I think perhaps I had better not ask. Nematodes are…
The universe might be telling us not to grow tomatoes, but we are not listening. Frost bitten tomatoes making a come back. I was so convinced that the frost on the morning of April 20th would be our last that I wasn’t paying any attention last…
We are growing 13 varieties of lettuce this year. That may sound like a lot – a lot more than you might find in a typical grocery store – until you realize that the Fedco Seed catalogue lists 79 entrees for lettuce. That again may…
A few weeks ago our new baby chickens arrived. I thought back to last year when our first babies came and chaos ensued for the next five weeks as those tiny fluffy creatures exerted total control over our lives. Was that only 12 month ago? …
You know what would be great? An accessible van. That way Randy would be able to take vegetables to market and deliver CSA shares. It would make us more independent, efficient and profitable, which is why we entered a contest to win one! Here’s the…
Last Saturday at the farmers market, I was talking about the weather with another farmer. “More rain coming Monday,” he had said. Did he see the look of panic flit across my face? It was almost dry enough to get into the field with…