Be. Here. Now.

There was a sprinkle on Thursday morning. I admit it. But other than that, it was nothing but dry. After last weeks' 90F heat, the ground was dusty and the plants were thirsty. Despite the calendar turning the September, we were back to July and the irrigation pipes.

After bringing our onions in a week early and with the winter squash harvest a week away, I thought maybe this week we would catch up on some field work, clean up some old messes, handweed some fall crops and regroup for the fall harvest haul. So much for thoughts. We had to drop all of that, and use all of our time to bring in the harvest and keep the water flowing,

The tomatoes continued to pour out of the field and the sweet peppers began really putting on a show with beautiful yellows, oranges, and reds coming from the field next to the Snyder Pond. The eggplant have taken a bit of break, and we are done with our corn, and melons. But the beets keep coming, the toscano kale is huge, and the greens are making a comeback!

At the end of the week, with cool air finally making a big push into the valley in the overnight, we got the potato digger rolling and plunged the digging pan into the un-irrigated East Field at Small Ones. Not a total loss, but definitely in the "short" category.  It was hard to see after last years' record-setting spud haul not to mention all of the work we put into them this season. The drought is challenging our sense of expectation and keeping us well practiced at staying in the moment and accepting what is put in front of us.  There are highs as well as lows but, overall there is not much we can do about it. Except go out there and move pipe. Dig potatoes. Pray for rain. Move onto the next task.

We hope you enjoy the harvest.

Your Farmer,
(for Karen, Abbe, Zoe, John, Rebecca, and Sunny)