What a time to be alive, no? A time full of opportunity and growth coupled with division and fear and so much more. Truly, I am so tired of all the “unprecedented times’, but the ball just keeps rolling, doesn’t it? I don’t have a magic pill to pull any of us out of the vortex we’ve found ourselves in,…
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It’s hard to believe we’re back in this liminal space again already… Sitting on the threshold of a new year… While reflecting on so.many.happenings of this year. And yet, here we are. Working on and with the land is always full of lessons and unexpected experiences and 2024 was no exception. We enjoyed a warm spring, a wildly abundant fruit…
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Since beginning to work with and on the land all those years ago I’ve come to look at August as The Month From Hell. Everything happens at once and the weeds are out of control and it’s so freakin’ hot and I’m just so very tired and there’s so damned much to do and it truly seems as though that…
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Years ago, while I was still working in support of local agriculture and not a full-time farmer myself yet, I had many profound and insightful conversations with a wide diversity of Farmers at every Market, but one conversation has come back to me over and over again and came to the top of my mind again this week. As I…
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If a farm blogger doesn’t blog about farming in over a year, are they still a farmer? Yes. But are they still a blogger? Yes. Just a very busy one 😉 The August tension is upon us once again. That liminal, exhausted space at the height of summer held tenderly between excitement and overwhelm… between abundance and chaos… between contemplating…
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Two weeks ago I wrote about a horrific hail storm that came through our part of the little valley we live in, damaging our crops and sending me into a bit of a tizzy. Little did I know when I hit publish on that post that later that day an even more damaging storm would come through and nearly decimate…
