Summer

 Variety trials continue with the flowers -- spring annual, and summer -- including these new Salvia, as well as the older Centaurea & Rudbeckia. Some varieties never germinate, some germinate but never make it out of the greenhouse, some get transplanted but never thrive, some thrive but I just don't like. It's great to walk past all these varieties, though -- flowers or cucumbers or squash -- and see, instead of deadspots or "ugly" flowers, future farm efficiencies. "Oh man, when this space gets filled with what works and I like, we'll have too much! :)" :)

Variety trials continue with the flowers -- spring annual, and summer -- including these new Salvia, as well as the older Centaurea & Rudbeckia. Some varieties never germinate, some germinate but never make it out of the greenhouse, some get transplanted but never thrive, some thrive but I just don't like. It's great to walk past all these varieties, though -- flowers or cucumbers or squash -- and see, instead of deadspots or "ugly" flowers, future farm efficiencies. "Oh man, when this space gets filled with what works and I like, we'll have too much! :)" :)

2018 Week 26, Summer CSA Pickup 4 of 26

I think the man who wrote, 'Big Fish,' was a farmer. The closing scene, when the son delivers his dying father to the river -- his father, who turns, right then, into the storied fish that can't be caught, and so wriggles off to be that way; his same father who all his life late-night backstroked in the backyard pool, or never held a glass of water tall enough to quench his thirst. Yes, the man who wrote, 'Big Fish,' must have been a farmer, I thought, as an inch-and-a-half came down in half-an-hour, and the day before was just a fever dream I wondered at -- 98 degrees at head-height, but hotter, for sure, those hands-and-knees hours in the dry beans. Whatever breaks the spell of heat -- the rain of summer; or that best harvest of summer, the fall -- makes half our life a fever dream we wonder at, says the dripping farmer. As we wriggle off like fish ...

But that was the Solstice, when I seeded the fall kale in the morning and laughed at myself smiling after autumn as I did it. One season at a time.

I am installing a more centralized herb garden this year, and so planted a slew of mints last week to make the winter tea selection more interesting -- Kentucky Colonel, Moroccan, Apple, and Citrus Kitchen mints all have a new home alongside Chocolate and Peppermint, as well as Lemon Balm, an honorary sibling. I also made plans for a new planting of black raspberries to mature in early June, the same time as our strawberries. Should we have to watch our strawberries dissolve again, the raspberries will balance them -- as well the future-future pie cherries, saskatoon, and goumi berries. I noticed that some frozen strawberries walked-off at the last pick-up. Please hold-off on taking any more, as they are for our final new members, and we have just (or almost) enough remaining. Note that I harvested perhaps 5% of the total field yield before the rains came, which is to say that everyone -- at current CSA size -- would have received 20+ gallons. This year was just a bad year on that end.

I hope you all are well,
See you on the farm,
Austin

 

Expected Harvest

Greens
Chard
Lettuce

Veggies
Beans, Snap
Radish, Salad
Summer Squash
Turnip, Salad

Storage
Beans, Dry
   - Carolina Crowder
   - Kenearly Yellow Eye
   - Midnight Black Turtle
   - Quincy Pinto
Popcorn
Sweet Potato

Herbs
Ashwagandha, dried
Basil, Italian
Basil, Holy, Tropical*
Basil, Thai

Dill
Garlic, Scapes
Hot Pepper, Dried

Oregano*
Spearmint*
Scallions

Flowers

The Pickle Pile
Onion
Parsnip

Radish, Winter
Turnip, Winter

*New This Week