Good Day Sun Shine

This is a story about a turn-around week. We started out riding that wave of energy that opening the share brings. We got organized and made lists for a big week - the sweet potato and melon planting had been delayed from last week. On Tuesday, I woke up ready to go planting, eager to tackle the biggest items on the list. Well ... Last week when I said a wet year was a great planting year; well, that's only true up to a point. Driving around the fields, it was clear Monday's rain had made our prepped planting beds too wet, too wet for a tractor, wet enough to lose your boot. So we delayed again. And then - it poured all morning. It poured hard, even by pouring rain standards.  Looking at standing water in already-too-wet fields, I started scrambling to calculate when we might next get into them - when would the poor sweet potatoes get in the ground?

And the answer? Not that afternoon. Not Wednesday. Then Thursday came, Rebecca headed for Boston to deliver the shares, and it was still too wet for a tractor but there was the weeder crew with gumption and grit and giggles, and they worked with us all morning, muddy legs and all. Then Friday was sunny and we split up into a harvest crew and a planting crew and kept at it. The head lettuce was big enough to pick! By Friday afternoon Ellen was driving the transplanter and the melons were going in the ground and Sunny was even able to plow the last field. Dan reminded me to take a moment and think back to Tuesday, how it felt watching those lakes build up in our fields. How different it feels now, plants in the ground, looking at several days of hot and sunny coming up. Wahoo!!

Here's what's different about what we get to do, at this farm: we're not done when the vegetables leave for some grocery store in some distributor's truck. We are part of a bigger project, with all of you. Just when we might get swept away in the fieldwork, there's shareholders to meet and food to harvest. Hello again! This work is multi-faceted and rich. There's the baby born the day the frost was coming and everyone helped harvest the winter squash - she's another year older now. There's the shareholder (okay, maybe most of you at some point) who stays hours by accident, running into someone else every time they go to leave. When we send shares off the farm, they're bound for our city outposts - each packed for a shareholder who has bought into what this farm is about. We're in it together.

The highlight reel from the first farm shopsand Boston shares keeps running - green green spinach, kids giving other kids tours of the farm, pig-visiting expeditions, photos of how you're enjoying your radishes, e-mails about your hopes for the season, warm greetings and lingering conversations on the back porch. New shareholders bring excitement and curiosity - they introduce themselves, get a tour - wondering not only what comes in a share, but more broadly how does this work and how am I a part of it?  Long time shareholders come bearing familiarity and understanding - they tell me it feels like coming home. The farm buzzes with the tremendous wave of energy you bring, and we are buzzing too, grateful for the connection, the belonging, participating spirit of being in community with you.

This week, the lettuce heads are small but tender and tasty. It's time to eat all kinds of greens, time to relish radishes for their pep. The change from Tuesday to Friday reminded us, it can all change so fast. Looking ahead, it could be hot hot summer here before we know it. We hope you enjoy the harvest.

Your Farmer,
(for Dan, Karen, Abbe, Rebecca, and Sunny and Ellen)