I Know The Drill

We never know what's going to happen. Or maybe we do and we just don't want to admit it. Here we are ticking along, digging carrots, picking beets and cukes, watching the winter squash run and set fruit for the fall. The onions sizing up. The corn field ripening big in the late summer sun. The fall carrots and beets weeded. The celery rescued. And now the Brussels' sprouts looking pretty good. The cows have grass. The pond is full. The irrigation pipes haven't been used all season. Time for Zoe to go on vacation. What could go wrong?

Then a little email comes through: "Late blight found in a tomato field in S. Amherst." So, I go take a look at our pick-your own field, where the cherry tomatoes and the paste tomatoes live this year. And sure enough, those brown lesions, that just make my heart sink. Not on every row. Just the Sungolds. And the sicilian plums. And the saladettes. The ones that aren't blight resistant. The ones that we grow just because they are so delicious.

It's been two years, but I know the drill. Step one, on the first sunny day get the sprayer ready and coat the main season tomatoes with copper to protect the big crop. Step two: remove the trellises from the bad rows, and harrow in the tomatoes as quickly as possible (to get rid of the oospore factory). Step three: report this to our local farmers and extension so that folks know what's up. Step four: Hope for the best and go back out and count our blessings.

They are still there (our blessings). The sweet corn field looks about ready to burst for weeks. The peppers are loaded. The onions are bulging. The potatoes are sizing up. The leeks, the celery, fall carrots and beets. Broccoli, cabbage, cauliflower, and brussels sprouts all look like gold. We will miss our Sungolds. And hope to see them again next year.  No time for regrets. We have other things to do.

We hope you enjoy the harvest,

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