I thought about starting this post with....
...well, at least nothing died this week.
But, that did seem a little dismal. (even for me) Although considering the tone my last two walkabouts had taken, no loss of life really was good news.
|hot, bright sunshine and no water spell disaster|
Except late in the day the survival of the cucumber and broccoli transplants seemed somewhat tenuous after an unexpectedly hot and sunny afternoon. So, a different opening line was definitely in order.
I guess I should try again...
Sometimes I wonder if I have written all the words, described our life in full, finally hit the wall and have no more interesting copy to share. Finding something unique to write about is becoming a challenge. There is definitely a down-side to twenty years of repetition.
Although, I did spot a few unexpected things...
|these ewes are "trimming" the peach tree by eating the immature peaches|
|Gus is using the wisteria root as a headrest|
|I see you!|
|Angus has a "paddock-mate"|
The week began with one of those things required of “responsible, mature adults”. At the risk of oversharing, it was time for me to have a colonoscopy. While this might not seem farm-related, managing our health is imperative to the sustainability of the farm. I figured if we scheduled it for first thing Monday morning, the week was guaranteed to get better. Everything went fine and the week did indeed improve, so we’re done with that subject for another ten years.
So, back to farming…
When we were in the midst of everything in March, it seemed that getting back to “normal” would never happen. But, we’ve been making slow and steady progress toward getting the farm schedule back on track.
|heading out to shear the ram|
To that end, we hauled all the shearing equipment out back to give Angus his annual “haircut”.
There is only one rule to handling Angus...give him feed! He is actually quite docile (as long as there is food, or the possibility of food). The Boss knocked the shearing job out in record time. And, underneath that wool, Angus is massive. He has reached his mature size and he is impressive. We shall see if the ewes share my favorable opinion when breeding season starts in August.
|he thought maybe the wool would be good to eat!|
yes, he's already dirty!
With that job out of the way, it’s time to focus on the gardens. For the next couple of months, vegetable harvest and processing will be the watchwords. My path back from morning chores includes a route through the gardens to check for potential harvest jobs. Sometimes this causes an adjustment in my plans.
|early morning grazing|
|early morning gardens|
When I found GREEN BEANS just perfect for picking...we both re-arranged our plans for the day.
Because picking is always priority one. And, the green beans require all-hands-on-deck.
One of my internet friends (who is also a vegetable producer) posted the comment “#backbreaker” under my photo of the first green beans of the season. She gets it. She knows. There is no easy way to pick green beans. You might want to read THIS. I am certain some enterprising person could come up with a fitness program based on solely on green bean harvest.
Bend to the left, stretch, stretch, bend to the right…
While the green beans involve a lot of bending, fortunately they don’t require the diligence that the squash do. I check the zucchini on a daily basis in hopes of avoiding zucchini canoes. (so far, so good)
All that produce checking/harvesting paid off. It was an incredible Market day. Not just for us, the Market (as a whole) set an earnings record! It turned out to be a beautiful, busy day. Staunton’s most popular band performed and there were droves of people.
|full veggie stand|
|market photographer in action|
|customers like the teeny, tiny squash|
and I can take the day off from picking
But, no matter how great the Market is, how much we enjoy the interaction with our friends and customers, there is no place like home.
A sense of peace comes over me when I get to our gate...and I am loathe to even contemplate going anywhere after a long day at the Market. (those five hours are hard, believe me)
But, we did have to head back out again. This weekend we are doing a little “critter sitting” and headed out to the Draft to feed our daughter’s menagerie.
|this rooster got photo-bombed by a goat|
|baby goat and lots of chickens|
And, although today is generally our “day of rest”, I think the green beans are calling our names once more...
Hope you have a Happy Sunday!
Thanks for stopping by! Come back and “visit” again real soon.
Oh, and if you're wondering...
|the cucumber plants RECOVERED!|