The summer solstice is fast approaching.  Siesta season at Tubby Creek Farm!  We are out the door at first light every morning, and as the days get hotter we like to take advantage of the evening hours when the sun is low.  Besides, we have…

  Over our morning coffee, Randy told me about a dream he had last night.  He was hoeing his way through the field and the weeds were growing up behind him just as fast as he was hoeing, reaching well over his head.  I was…

  Tuesday I was hand weeding when Randy stopped at the end of the row I was working on.  “What’s that?”  he asked.  “What’s what?” I answered irritably, already knowing the answer to my question.  He indicated the row I was weeding.  “Sweet potatoes,” I…