By now I’m sure you’ve heard all the lame weather jokes and seen the crazy weather memes, so I will spare you. But, the weather has been front and center in both our thoughts and actions this week no matter how hard we tried to focus on other things.
Some of the “other things” we’ve had to focus on have been just awful. They are frustrating and draining and seem un-solvable. However, since the weather has kept us from our normal outdoor activities, we’ve been able to visit with a bunch of our favorite people.
That’s always a good thing!
|swinging at the park with MrB|
|many prayers for Bonnie's full recovery|
|babysitting is a full-contact sport|
But, we’re running way behind “normal” this year. And, I am not being dismal when I say we’ll never catch up. In some ways we don’t want to, we’ve decided that changes and adjustments were in order. And, that’s okay. The changes will probably serve us well in the long run. In some ways, we just cannot. It’s said that farmers are always thinking three seasons ahead…so, it only makes sense that the events of three seasons back affect the present. That is definitely the case around here. Last year was incredibly difficult and brought a multitude of unexpected challenges. In some ways our efforts and oversights are just now becoming evident. For instance, we don’t have greens to offer because I was out of commission last fall. That meant no seed starting or planting in the hoophouse, so subsequently, there is nothing to pick now. Sadly, a lot of customers don’t understand this. Yesterday, the lack of greens was met with “well, don’t you have a hoophouse?” repeatedly. Coming up with a snappy, informative, gracious answer may prove to be my big challenge for this season.
|it's always nice to see the bluebirds!|
But, I’m getting ahead of myself.
I wasn’t kidding when I said the weather has been front and center in our thoughts. It seems that the first week of April always brings some brutally cold, harsh winds. This year was no exception. After years and years of losing our battle with the wind, we finally decided to wait to plant anything outside until later in the month. It’s better for our peace of mind to have a late crop than run the risk of having no crop at all. So, all the transplants are still sitting in the greenhouses, awaiting some calm weather. Although I’ve had more than my fair share of growing issues in there as well.
As Karma and I completed her training walk after supper, I noticed the side of the hoophouse flapping in the breeze. She was petrified of the noise and the waving plastic. The Boss was summoned but could only make a temporary fix in the cold evening air. Thankfully, it was simple repair that he completed the following morning. And, we were both grateful that the house wasn’t full of tiny, delicate plants as the open side left everything exposed in the cold.
|the broken rope means to whole side can fly up with every puff of wind|
The forecast seemed to worsen as the week progressed. There was talk of “snowpocalypse”. Although, those who worried weren’t taking into consideration the fact that the snows in April are not all that uncommon. But, they are nothing compared to January and February. The angle of the sun is different and while it feels cold, the earth is actually warming. So, the crazy amounts were an improbability. But, any sort of precipitation for Opening Day is a serious problem.
|Well, this isn't good...|
Being married to the Market Manager means our conversations have a recurring theme this time of year. The Market...and all the things that can affect it…mostly the weather. Bad weather causes vendors and potential customers to bail. And, it’s just a given that musical acts require good weather. Then, there are our own weather-related concerns. The forecast was looking seriously grim, so we planned on taking one vehicle. That meant that chores would have to be done early (really early) and I’d just ride along with the Boss when he headed out to set up the Market at 5am.
I was somewhat relieved when I woke up (really early) to find that the temperature was 20 degrees warmer than we expected. And, there was NO precipitation! A quick change in plans and he headed out alone.
|early morning greenhouse chores|
I tried to get back into the routine of doing chores in the dark before Market. That didn’t go incredibly well. Karma thought we were playing a game with the headlamp and went a little crazy. I don’t know if Gus didn’t like getting up so early, or what happened. But, he went all “Cujo” on her, snarling and growling, making me worry that he’d developed some neurological issues (big, angry dog in the dark…really scary) She then ran in the barn and started chasing the sheep. One ewe jumped OVER the hay feeder and onto another ewe, creating total pandemonium in the barn. At this point, I’m yelling at everyone, feeling like I’ve lost any control of the situation, hoping I’m not waking the neighborhood, wondering if I will make it to the Market with my sanity intact. But, order was eventually restored, and we were all none the worse for wear. However, I would really prefer my mornings to be calmer.
|bad dogs doing chores in the dark|
As I headed out to Market I was thinking about how this is the 25th anniversary of the Staunton Farmers’ Market and we are celebrating our own 20th anniversary as vendors. I sense a blog post coming on…
|heading out to Market|
I must say, the mileston anniversary didn’t have a stellar beginning.
|Opening Day 2018|
|Opening day 1998|
(he never changes!)
Not only did the weather keep vendors, customers and musicians away, it has been incredibly difficult for anybody to get things growing. Honestly, April is a little too early for any abundance of fresh stuff here in our Valley, but there was some. Personally, we had less than we have in years. But, as long as we beat that first year’s total…we’re good. Overall, the Market was down, too. The Opening Day total was the lowest it has been in over 10 years. Hopefully, things will improve as the season progresses.
|getting colder by the minute!|
During the course of the morning, the temperature dropped 20 degrees. As the vendors tore down their tents and packed up their goods, the snow/sleet started in earnest. It snowed the rest of the day.
It was a very pretty snow, coating the trees and the grass, leaving the roadways clear.
|bouquet from Market-friend|
|Angus in the snow|
|Sissie in the snow|
This morning it was 22* when we headed out to chores. The low temperatures will have a negative effect on all the fruit blossoms that were coaxed into bloom by the mild temperatures earlier in the week. Just how negative remains to be seen. We’re in for another cold night tonight and another snow/rain system tomorrow. Then, it is supposed to moderate…
When it does moderate, we will need to immediately shift into high gear. The potatoes should be in the ground…and the onions. We received a box of strawberry and asparagus plants last week that are still waiting for some sort of attention. The big broiler chicks are still in the brooder because the field pen is covered in snow. (a definite down-side of pastured poultry) That means the baby broilers are STILL in the chickie-pool in the shop (which is beginning to smell like a zoo). It’s just two weeks until our first scheduled processing date. And, that means that another batch of chicks is headed this way next week…
|thanks to our friend Lisa for an updated photo|
Oh my goodness, the weather definitely needs to moderate!
Hope you’re having a Happy Sunday!
Thanks for stopping by. Come back and “visit” real soon!
Here’s the link to the Boss’ Market shots.