The weather forecast was for hot. Very hot. Sounded like summer. So we got ready to sweat again. Filled the ice cube trays. Put on the sleeveless t-shirt. And hit the fields early like it was August. Greens in the early morning. Check. Then onto the kale. But, where's the cukes and zukes? Oh, that's right, it's not summer at all. Onto the celery and leeks. That doesn't seem right. Oh well, too hot to figure it out; Let's just spend the rest of the afternoon hand-weeding the lettuce before it's swamped by the on-coming deluge of grass. Sweat again. Change your shirt. Repeat.
We headed to the winter squash on Tuesday - signs of fall! The acorn was ready to be clipped, but the rest of the field seemed to need another week for the vines to die-off. In the blistering heat of Wednesday, we binned up 3000 lbs and then it was off to finish hand-weed the celeriac (one of the few crops the weeders never finished in August). Despite the forecast calling for only two days of heat, by Thursday (day 4!) the heat index was back up to 103F, we were being advised to stay indoors and avoid strenuous activity outside. Oh well, nothing to do but keep on, keeping on, just a little slower. Everyone was cranky; It just seemed too hot, too late. The pepper plants were wilty. Shareholders in the farm shop, seeing potatoes and leeks, wanted to know where there corn & melons were.
Then a big dark cloud formed overhead. The thundercrack was as loud as I've ever heard. Rain dumped buckets everywhere, cooling the whole thing down. By the morning on Friday we were in what seemed to be a whole new world; harvesting seasonally appropriate leeks and celery. The pepper plants were all perked up and showing loads of little fruit for a hopeful late September harvest. I only wore one t-shirt the entire day. And the rest of big squash field loom ahead promising the way ahead for next week. We will keep you posted.
We hope you enjoy the harvest,
(for Karen, Abbe, Ellen, Alex, Ben, and Jake)