Thursday, December 18, 2008
Which brings me to the snow...the snow that is falling outside in great heaps(for this town anyway)and shows no sign of stopping for days! This is so wonderful and different and cold. Today I skied around and around our neighborhood and then later, Brian and I went out for a late night ski around Lake Padden. Quiet, white, and snowing still. I realized that I am a great skier when I cannot see what lies ahead! Fearless I surge ahead, following the path and carefully trying not to ski into our nearly blind and deaf 15 yr old dogfriend.
It is almost time to start packing seeds and sending them out into the world. I am thankful for this work that connects me to a multitude of stories and in turn gives me the opportunity to pass them on. I love stories and love the vitality and spirit that they hold and embolden in others. These seeds really are gifts. Gifts to the body and spirit and to the multitudes who crave story, meaning, and good food in their lives.
And let's not forget the politics! Save your own seed or buy OP and/or Heirloom varieties. Continuing interest in these varieties will ensure that they continue on and that seed savers around the country will be able to continue saving seeds. With Huge, corporate seed companies buying up more and more seed companies it is vital that we research and support the work of so many amazing and dedicated growers on small family farms.
Happy Holidays to you all!
Friday, October 3, 2008
bringing in the arugula seed
Oct already and we have not posted since July! And we thought we'd be able to keep up with this blog during farm season...Even now I should not be posting as we have market early tomorrow but I did want to check in for anyone out there still checking this very seldom updated blog.
Such a difficult season filled with rain that ruined so much of our seed crops that we had been watching grow since March. It's difficult to even explain what it is like watching all that work and intention melt into the ground and then be eaten one rainy day by birds while I watched! I wandered into the greenhouse, crouched low to the earth and just sobbed. The thunder of the rain on the roof so loud the only evidence of my sobbing were my copious tears. But that was last month and we got over it quickly. Our busy schedule holds no time for depression and there was and is so much that worked out wonderfully and nothing we could do about the rest so... now we RUN! We have been harvesting and cleaning seeds like mad for a month or so and are excited about all the new possibilities. The areas we harvested peas from are awash in the new green of pea leaves unfurling, all the peas we did not get to pick. The lettuce seed areas that melted into the ground are bursting with green lettuce leaves...and so we have early cover crops!
With only 2 more markets left and our trip to Italy and Terre Madre on the horizon, we now await a window to plant our garlic and french shallots. We hope to have a crew of nimble fingers, strong backs, and loud, singing voices. If you'd like to sign up drop a line and we'll add you to the list! Terre Madre (made possible to us by Jeff Lydon and the Betsy Lydon Award), is an event filled with inspiring people and their stories. Filled with farmers from around the world who gather together for 5 days to celebrate and discuss their stories, struggles, and victories....the garlic will get planted and then, we're off!
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
i wanted to write this before it faded into the soreness of my body from too much weeding and too little stretching...as i came into the fields monday i was greeted by a sound i have come to look forward to. a slight and quick toning, bursts of music. this day the eagles came from the river and forest to grace the skies above the farm and fields, looking for any little delicacy left over from haying. they were swooping and diving, carrying their treasures far afield to where i assume the nests are, cradled high above in the tallest trees. at one time we counted 5 which is not a crowd by any means but lovely to see, flying low and graceful. usually they are near the river where we have counted up to 100 in a slow and meandering boat ride. but there they are usually sitting in the trees and it is a rare treat to see them so active in flight. one sat in the sun(hooray for That(the sun)seldom seen event!), in a newly formed mound of hay for over an hour while i weeded green beans just a half acre or so away. it was as if it felt as i had felt this past weekend, a simple desire to lay in the sun and dry my bones out..as lately i have been feeling like a damp book with pages needing to be aired, and quick! anyway, it just sat quiet and unperturbed even as a small barn swallow dove and dove at it as if to remind it about the speed and agility even the smallest of us possess in light of the largeness of the world. as i finished this last long row i walked to get my camera so i could capture the event of an eagle sunning itself peacefully in a field of new hay.
you will not see that picture because off it flew as i came within yards of it but i am reminded that we all need to rest and enjoy the sun! simple.
so, go to it as that will be what i and my child will be doing on mamas day home from the farm.
off i go as i have been Found!
Thursday, June 19, 2008
all is well and all is yearning for the heat and sunshine. with solstice right around the corner, i feel it coming...
Happy Summer to you All!!
Ripe at the farm: turnips, radishes, salad mix, spinach , arugula, head lettuce, bok choi, kales-collard-chard, scallions
Monday, June 9, 2008
The Mountains were quiet and magical in their foggy blanket.
Lush green glowed everywhere.
So looking forward to Epsom salts and a cup of tea we wiped the water from our eyes, disregarded the gleefully growing weeds and headed home.