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2019 Week 45, Summer CSA 23 of 26
Happy November everybody! I love—l-o-v-e, love—this cooler weather. It’s a shame the sunset comes so soon. I hope you are enjoying it as well.
It has been and will be a busy seven days on the farm, with the soil amendments, straw bales, and compost all arriving from their various corners of the state. We found a spray-free straw source, a clean compost maker, and a most ridiculous—75% off—deal on our high-phosphorous rock dust. But that’s hardly the best part, as I always relish meeting the folks who drive up with their shipment.
Luther came in a 32’ semi with the minerals, saying, “Of course there’s room to turn around!” And I don’t think there’s anything I don’t know about him now, from how much he weighed fourteen years ago, to his Eagle Scout class, to that time he got stuck on Watts Passage some years back. Jesse from Staunton delivered his straw bales. And though we met for the first time when he pulled in on Saturday morning, farmer-starved as I must be, he was an absolute breath of fresh air and solid ground. From my first time farming in Pennsylvania, picking strawberries with the Amish girls, twenty years ago now, I have noticed how certain valleys make for folks with a certain way of standing on this earth. Rubbing elbows, again, I found it a recalibration.