The place it is in

Although it might have been more efficient to wait until everything was in — Fedco and High Mowing have yet to send their seeds — I couldn’t help myself. It’s just so much fun organizing seeds for the year ahead. Here the tomatoes get piled in with like colors. I somehow failed to reduce the tomato variety count by very much at all next year — 90 planned against last year’s 98 actual varieties — although a full half of those are new and supposedly improved, with the remainder being the best of last year’s batch. I for one am very excited to approach tomato normalcy again, though the future’s never promised. I also put together a new book of our 2019 tomato varieties, should any of you enjoy a quick’ish read once it arrives from the printer.

Although it might have been more efficient to wait until everything was in — Fedco and High Mowing have yet to send their seeds — I couldn’t help myself. It’s just so much fun organizing seeds for the year ahead. Here the tomatoes get piled in with like colors. I somehow failed to reduce the tomato variety count by very much at all next year — 90 planned against last year’s 98 actual varieties — although a full half of those are new and supposedly improved, with the remainder being the best of last year’s batch. I for one am very excited to approach tomato normalcy again, though the future’s never promised. I also put together a new book of our 2019 tomato varieties, should any of you enjoy a quick’ish read once it arrives from the printer.

2019 Week 01, Winter CSA 3 of 13

A new year is a nice demarcating line to finish debriefing the old, and entertain wholly the new. And perhaps more than just ‘nice,’ it might also be instrumental in moving on from a farming year such as 2018. So let’s. :)

I have been rolling over two stones in my hands, of late. One, which I had all year, from Arundhati Roy in The Cost of Living, of her home in India, though well taken out of context most anywhere; the other, new, from Wendell Berry, on How to be a Poet (to remind myself), whose screenless entreaty is not lost on this screenfull farm note.

They are big countries, each, with many pockets of geography to settle in. The emphasis in both is mine, and are the places where I first landed. Perhaps more farmer related than farm, but the New Year is an interesting liminal space, and a very good one for greasing the joints and oiling the engine that keeps the farm-er running.

To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget.
—Arundhati Roy

And from Wendell,

Breathe with unconditional breath
the unconditioned air.
Shun electric wire.
Communicate slowly. Live
a three-dimensioned life;
stay away from screens.
Stay away from anything
that obscures the place it is in.
There are no unsacred places;
there are only sacred places
and desecrated places.
—Wendell Berry (full text and audio)

My best,
Happy New Year,
& See you on the farm,
Austin

Expected Harvest

Greens
Spinach

Veggies
Beets
Carrots
Celeriac
Radish, Winter
Sunroot
Sweet Potatoes
Turnip, Winter

Fruit
Raspberries
Strawberries

Herbs
Ashwagandha
Dried Culinary Herbs
Garlic
Ginger
Hot Pepper
Turmeric
Winter Teas

Staples
Popcorn

Althea Bread

Winter CSA Dates

01/02/19, 01/16/19, 01/30/19, 02/13/19, 02/27/19, 03/13/19, 03/27/19, 04/10/19, 04/24/19, 05/08/19, 05/22/19