It is eerily remenisant of fall today. I was just standing out by our corn, which is starting to dry out a bit. As the wind blew through the stalks, they rustled, the air was dry. Paul had just harvested a gaggle of produce, peppers of all colors, tomatoes which I will can tomorrow, cucumbers, zucchinis, pumpkins, oh my!
I know it’s only mid August and our produce is just starting to ripen, I can’t help but long for the fall, the big wind down. I say big wind down, but I don’t mean it. We have a line-up ready to be planted, like spinach, peas and lettuce. I guess I’m longing for January. Farming is a lot of work and it doesn’t stop, at least not until January, frozen ground, alright!