Posted 7/26/2012 12:22am by jen.
Pigs grow snortier and plumper by the day. They are still cute, still a bit intimidating, too smart for their own good and they still run when we call, seemingly for petting (I don’t oblige although some do.)
Snap peas are eaten by the juicy handful. MMMMMMMM I love sweet juicy snappy peas. So does everyone (and I do mean everyone) else.
THE FIRST TOMATOES…actually, Iris has been eating cherry tomatoes for about a week. She is at the perfect height for spotting them through lush foliage and doesn’t mind that they aren’t quite as sweet as their eventuality. She adores tomatoes. We all adore tomatoes and have the two hoop houses and scattered field bushes to prove it! Bring on tomatoes and: eggs, on bread, with salt, sauced and salsaed, wrapped in basil, nibbled with cheese, doused with balsamic….mmhmm…
Chickens turn the lower pastures green. Harvest dates are approaching – an all hands on deck farm feeling. Harvest dates are all encompassing and Jason plans the succession aloud in spare moments.
Lambs are big enough to run with grace and power now. No longer bouncing, there is still a boundless energy in their play but they move with gaining maturity. They have been grazing on a blackberry-covered hill, clearing it for the turkeys who’ve recently moved in. In a few days, the turkeys will come out of the roost they’ve been locked down in for a week and explore their outside digs. Locked down because they’ve just come from the inside barn to the vagrancies of this summer’s weather. They stay in their new roost for about a week so that they return to it, naturally every night. Some will likely still need gentle prodding (yep, with a stick) to come out of evening’s trees.
Iris reflects the bounty of our farm in her love of food, adventure, the steady rythym of chores and the parade of fruit that fills our summer. When she asks for an apple, I explain it isn’t apple season, yet – don’t rush it child! We are in the midst of cherries, apricots are in rapid descent, peaches are just about to peak, and we haven’t even started on melons! Blueberries! Nectarines. The delectable orange rouge of dried apricots gets us talking about fall and winter, we have to wait until then to indulge in their tart chewiness!
We are still eating last year’s haul. One of two chickens left devoured tonight, with a heap of new potatoes mashed and stirred into still popping-fresh shell peas.
Prayers for and to the bees. They are some of our most vulnerable allies and our nourishment depends on their success. Queen of the Sun is an excellent film we watched recently. Power to the BEES!
Pigs grow snortier and plumper by the day. They are still cute, still a bit intimidating, too smart for their own good and they still run when we call, seemingly for petting (I don’t oblige although some do.)
Snap peas are eaten by the juicy handful. MMMMMMMM I love sweet juicy snappy peas. So does everyone (and I do mean everyone) else.
THE FIRST TOMATOES…actually, Iris has been eating cherry tomatoes for about a week. She is at the perfect height for spotting them through lush foliage and doesn’t mind that they aren’t quite as sweet as their eventuality. She adores tomatoes. We all adore tomatoes and have the two hoop houses and scattered field bushes to prove it! Bring on tomatoes and: eggs, on bread, with salt, sauced and salsaed, wrapped in basil, nibbled with cheese, doused with balsamic….mmhmm…
Chickens turn the lower pastures green. Harvest dates are approaching – an all hands on deck farm feeling. Harvest dates are all encompassing and Jason plans the succession aloud in spare moments.
Lambs are big enough to run with grace and power now. No longer bouncing, there is still a boundless energy in their play but they move with gaining maturity. They have been grazing on a blackberry-covered hill, clearing it for the turkeys who’ve recently moved in. In a few days, the turkeys will come out of the roost they’ve been locked down in for a week and explore their outside digs. Locked down because they’ve just come from the inside barn to the vagrancies of this summer’s weather. They stay in their new roost for about a week so that they return to it, naturally every night. Some will likely still need gentle prodding (yep, with a stick) to come out of evening’s trees.
Iris reflects the bounty of our farm in her love of food, adventure, the steady rythym of chores and the parade of fruit that fills our summer. When she asks for an apple, I explain it isn’t apple season, yet – don’t rush it child! We are in the midst of cherries, apricots are in rapid descent, peaches are just about to peak, and we haven’t even started on melons! Blueberries! Nectarines. The delectable orange rouge of dried apricots gets us talking about fall and winter, we have to wait until then to indulge in their tart chewiness!
We are still eating last year’s haul. One of two chickens left devoured tonight, with a heap of new potatoes mashed and stirred into still popping-fresh shell peas.
Prayers for and to the bees. They are some of our most vulnerable allies and our nourishment depends on their success. Queen of the Sun is an excellent film we watched recently. Power to the BEES!
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