We’ve been really busy here on the farm, our main project right now, on top of EVERYTHING else is re-erecting the Mothership. If you aren’t a 2-greenthumbs superfan, let me fill you in. Last march our hoop house, the Mothership, was blown down in what we later found out was a F1 tornado. Look back into my archives, there were pictures and tears shed. But NOW we are putting a new Mothership back up, better than ever. There were lots of hands involved in this, there are some pictures on my other farm blog Ozark Alternatives and I will add some more here as well.
I would just like to add that we also pulled the roof up and over! There are no pictures of that, because all hands were on deck. FARM LIFE!
A recent turn of events has brought a new (old) hoop house into our lives. These pictures tell a story of their own.
Paul and the boys went to go look at it, and this is what they found. This vessel has definitely seen better days, but it’s still seaworthy!
I feel like we need Linus to come over and wrap his blue blanket around this and tell us it just needs a little love.
Paul, Jake, Patrick, Grace, Yosha, and Paul Z. went to the site to take it apart, and were able to get the whole thing down in one day! The hardest part will be where to put it!
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.
Up with the sun, and we got more accomplished before 9:30am than most. Early this morning, Paul went up to Lowell Arkansas with a new farm friend Butch Wilson, to pick up a bee hive. Butch and his wife came to the Slow Foods potluck held here about a month ago and noticed that there was a hive at the back of the farm. Since he and his wife grow a garden, he said that he couldn’t support what we were doing in that way, but would like to help out in another way. So, Butch and his wife purchased a bee hive for us, to help pollinate the crops. Thank you Butch, and your wife, I feel bad that I don’t know her name, for your generous contribution! Also, a few representatives from the CO-OP, Ozark Natural Foods came by to take our picture to go up on the wall in the produce section of the store, and interview us for their newsletter, or possibly their blog? I’m not sure, I was in and out of the conversation, but we were interviewed about the operation. Lastly, about 20 highschool/college engineering students came out for a tour of the farm. Paul and Jonathan took them around, and with their enthusiasm, I’m sure these folks were wowed. Then it was lunch time.
Up at 5:30 am this morning. It never gets any easier, I don’t care what anyone else says. Today is Sunday, so that means it’s time once again to load up the truck and head down to the farmer’s market. The Slow Foods Movement is holding a tomato tasting contest and are buying five different varieties of tomatoes from us for the contest. I’m not sure how it’s judged or awarded, or if there are awards. I just finished picking okra. Since we were not here for 24 hours, the okra was long and not edible. I think I might have picked enough the right size for us to eat for dinner. I invite all of you locals to come down to the Botanical Gardens of the Ozarks today for the contest. Should be lots of yummy local tomatoes for your tasting pleasure.
Team WWOOF planted sweet potatoes up in the front and had to construct a fence to keep out the deer. Deer will wipe out your sweet potato crop if you don’t protect it. The Missouri Angels and Annie D worked on it during the morning, before she took off.
Go team go!
Blessed rain! Enough to soak the ground and cool things down. However, the next day it was so humid.
Swallows hanging out during the downpour.
Missouri Angels picking blackberries in the rain. They wanted to.
The 4th of July. Jr. Soapbox y’all. I felt so American. Thanks to Cody Russell for organizing a fantastic group of musicians to come and play in the yard during the fireworks. It was so awesome, you all should have been there! I’m adding all of these pictures even though they’re blurry. I can’t thank all of the musicians enough for coming out. Thank you Cody, Clayton, Chad, Stacey, Jr. Soapbox, Bayard and others who jumped in here and there. I’ve joked about Jr. Soapbox playing in my yard since the winter, so it was a real treat to have him.
Thanks Paul B. for the harmonica stylings!
Bunnys, or deer nibbling off the top of my beans, grrrrrr.
If you want to grow ANY kind of squash in Northwest Arkansas, you have to fight the good fight with these guys, squash bugs. Organically, there aren’t too many options for you…just don’t grow it. I’m fighting for these babies here, I’m determined to keep them alive some how. I don’t have many plants in the ground, so I’m scraping the eggs off of the leaves just to see if my plants can have a fighting chance.
The eggs and a newly hatched baby.
Another squash plant culprit, the stem borer. Little white moths lay their eggs at the base of the plant and the baby bores into the stem and eats the inside of it, killing your plant. This day I took a knife and split it open and yanked the grub out. Fingers crossed the plants still make it. I’m determined to get a crop.
Calendula and dill. In case you were wondering, this is a picture of something I love.
Cosmos. These are called seashell. The produce this beautiful tubular petal. I ordered the seeds on a whim, and am very pleased with them.
My sunflowers are my pride and joy! I LOVE them as if they were my own children.
Except when the deer nibble off the tops!!!! If anyone has any advice on dear deer solutions, I’m all ears!