Melon Town

It didn't rain this week. There were clouds, and threats on Tuesday, but after the wind whipped up, then it died down, the sun came out, and that was it. And it stayed warm - despite one cold night the temps stayed in the 80s all week. With all of that, the melons decided to all ripen at once; they can do that sometimes. So we sprung to action.

Every other day (as long as it's not raining), once the "regular" harvest is done, it's time to head to the melon patch with as many people as possible, explain how to find the ripe ones, make a nice line of pickers, and throw, pass, toss, and/or chain those melons out of the field an into one long windrow (this years' field is a solid 500'). Then get the tractors hitched to a wagon. Put four wooden bins on each wagon. Put air in the tires. Clean cardboard in the bottom of each bin. And have Lia and Will drive them out to the fields.

Then, working in pairs (a catcher and a thrower), and syncing our throws up to the pace of the tractor, throw, catch, throw catch as far as we can. Then switch the thrower and the catcher, to get some fresh energy. And keep doing it until all the bins on the wagon are filled (about 1000 lbs of melons in each). Drive them back to the farm, unload with the nifty forklift and then move them around to any available parts of the barn.

On a year like this, we hide bins in every nook and cranny, trying to keep them as cool as possible until we can get them to you. It's a tiring, but satisfying soreness, as we see bins upon bins pile up all around us. The smell of melons is everywhere. We sleep like babies. By weeks end there were 20,000 lbs of melons somewhere in the barn hopefully stored for all of us to eat for the rest of the month.

We hope you enjoy the harvest,

Your Farmer,
(for Karen, Abbe, Ellen, Ben, Lia, Marlee, and Will)