Ozark Natural Foods, our local food CO-OP, sent out some representatives to take our picture to put above the produce section, along with other local farms and farmers who sell to their store. Store Produce Manager, Pauline Thissen, has been a pioneer in publicising the importance of local foods to the area and is a steadfast supporter to many local farms. It’s been a long time coming to get this picture taken, but it finally happened and should be up in the store by next week.
Something tells me Isaac had the camera, but I’m not so sure.
We’re all starting to congregate in front of the hoop house.
(L-R)Jake”Snake”Jones, David Dallago, Marine Champion, Patrick Jones, Paul Chapracki, Amanda Wunderlich; (Front) Jonathan “Disco” Bame, Isaac Chapracki (in lap), Oliver Chapracki (with fist raised), Pauline Thissen, and Laura (I don’t know her last name, she’s our latest WWOOF’er from Missouri.)
Things were starting to get a little out of hand.
I’m sure Paul took this picture. He really wanted them to get some “Depth of feild” and gaze into the hoop house for the shot.
This shot is definitely one of Isaac’s. He is notorious for butt shots.
He also took this picture of Marine.
It was so hot this particular morning, we were all a little batty.
We all had a great time though.
The best part about having a bunch of zinnias planted out in front of my house is not just their stunning beauty telling me hello everyday, but the BUTTERFLIES! They go nuts over them, and in turn, so do I.
Thank you Paul for taking these beautiful pictures for all to see. Let me know what you think about this and anything else going on peeps. Please leave us some comments, show us some kind words, and thanks for reading.
Once the tomato tasting and the farmer’s market was a distant memory, meaning later that afternoon I took a look at my “Bronze Leaf” fennel plants and noticed that they were nothing but stems. The culprit(s) were little caterpillars who eventually turn into the blue swallow-tail butterfly. At the time there was only one of these critters on the plant, but there must have been more that escaped my radar. These types of caterpillars attack dill, fennel and parsley. When you touch them these orange feelers pop out of their head. It must be their defense. That and a sour stink that they produce. It doesn’t wash off easily, so if you see these beings and you don’t want them to destroy your plant(s), I suggest wearing gloves to remove them and fling across the yard.
The culprit…atleast the one who I caught. These jerks stripped this plant clean.
This is me touching it to get it to show its defenses. Also, I should note that my glasses fell off my head here and landed near my feet. I decided to leave them there since I was going to take more pictures and they weren’t hurting anyone there on the ground. Make a mental note Amanda, I thought to myself, your glasses are right there. Don’t step on them. Check.
Here is this creature showing its orange defenses, before I flung it far, far away. CRACK! What! Oh NOOOOOOO! I just stepped on my glasses and broke them. Now I dislike that critter even more, and my fingers stink from touching it. So consider this a loss on all fronts. My fennel is toast, my glasses are toast AND my fingers stink. Serendipity.
These are Paul’s shots form when he snuck into the tomato tasting event. He wanted a behind the scenes look at people trying our tomatoes.
A delicious tomato any way you slice it. All day at the farmer’s market people asked, “How do you know it’s ripe?” Because if you notice, there’s a lot of green on it.
These are one of my favorites. TASTY! They’re all tasty, but this Peron variety is really sweet.
This is the variety that a total stranger came up to me at our table and told me they were delicious. That felt nice to get some props from the event.
Another shot of the Chocolate Stripe.
Thanks to all of those who came out to support the Ozarks Slow Food movement and the local farmers who produced all of the lovely tomatoes present.
Here are the pictures of the table from the day we sold out of our wares at the farmer’s market. It was very hot this day and also the tomato tasting event held at the Botanical Gardens, by the Ozarks Slow Foods movement. Remember they bought several varieties of our tomatoes for the event.
The sign that mentions “Certified Naturally Grow” caught one woman’s eye who had a few bags full of produce. She came over and asked a few questions about what it meant. She said to me “Thanks for the information, I think I just bought produce littered with chemicals!” I didn’t want to tell her she was right, but we are “certified” to tell you that we DON’T!
Blackberries, Okra, Chocolate Stripes, Peron’s and beautiful flowers.
That’s pretty much all she wrote. Everything flew off the table and it was a great feeling, I’m not going to lie.
Throughout this year I have been a canning instructor to many a WWOOF pupil. This last time I was able to fly solo and therefore speed up the process. I like canning all alone. No offense to any of those I’ve shown the process to, it’s just a nice thing to do in peace and quiet. I brought my computer along and watched the movie Bruno with the commentary on. It’s amazing what that guy was able to get away with. In the end, it was me and 27 jars of blackberry jam.
Thanks Bayard for letting me get your kitchen hot and steamy while you were out of town.
My goodness gracious. It has been so hot and DRY lately, things are dying all around us. Lawns are brown, trees are loosing their leaves, the people are wilting themselves. Team WWOOF is so bored, I can tell. They spend a lot of time, all day usually, watering. You see with the CSA, we can’t let things die on us. Our customers are depending on a crop. Let me rephrase that. We could totally let it ALL die and the customer would have to understand, because they signed a piece of paper, and something like drought is part of the liability. But we’re too nice, and since we have a lot of help and it’s too hot to do much else, we put a hose in their hand. It’s funny, because as I type this out, it is currently raining. The rain, which has only been going on for about 20 minutes or so has prompted me to write about the dryness, because I’ve been needing to. One of our CSA members asked me the other day how things were growing. I let him know how tough it’s been and how some things are just wilting away. He totally understood if the bags were empty for the next few weeks. He shared the story of his garden with me. He said he and his wife had been gone for three weeks. Even though they had someone watering it for them, they returned and their garden was dust. This “heat wave” that the weather man has talked about has lasted for two months now. It’s more like a heat tsunami! This wave won’t leave. I guess my message to you dear reader is respect the fact that there is produce at your grocery store, and there are many, MANY factors that go into its survival. Uh oh, the rain knew I was talking about it, it just stopped : (