week 20

we completed the main season of our csa this past saturday and golly do we feel great.

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there are about as many csa structures as there are csa farms. our’s is divided into a 20 week main season and an optional 8-10 week fall extension. when we designed our csa 16 years ago, we felt this offered us and our shareholders some flexibility. if you don’t love greens, now is a good time to stop receiving our weekly baskets.

farewell tomatoes, peppers, eggplant. welcome kale and chard!

farewell tomatoes, peppers, eggplant. welcome kale and chard!

now, this sunny breezy september sunday, i feel more than ever the benefits. we are celebrating, we have upheld our commitment and we can take a deep breath.

i know,  we will actually do the very same thing next saturday. there are some differences though:  we have fewer shareholders during the fall extension, the farm work load is lightened, and now, truly, with the end of our main season, summer is OVER!

to honor this day and every csa farmer and csa shareholder out there i pause, send you all a huge hoorah, and pick up my knitting.

the flowers are welcome to linger a bit longer

the flowers are welcome to linger a bit longer

it’s about time

time 4It’s about time to dig those sweet potatoes.  Jewels waiting to be found under the soil.

It’s about time to throw a Biodynamic Conference.

It’s about time to mow down the rank growth of Summer, and feed it to the Fall. time 1

It’s about time to sow cover crops.  They need time to grow while the sun still shines.

It’s about time to be finished putting up food in the pantry and freezer.  Enough is enough.time 5

It’s about time to start eating some kale.

It’s about time to package up the seeds of the season.time 2

It’s about time to contemplate breeding the milk goat.

It’s about time to fix the chicken coop roof.

It’s about time to stack firewood, and cover it well, so it stays crispy dry.

It’s about time to pick up knitting needles again.

It’s about time plant the last of the cilantro and lettuce to see us into the winter.

And while I’m waiting for the watering can to fill, so I can water the freshly transplanted lettuce, I am tempted to walk away from the filling bucket, to use the time to do another thing on this endless list of things to do.  It’s about that time that a breeze hits my face.  The evening light sparkles through the trees.  My shoulders relax.  My spine lengthens.  I remember.  Once upon a time, I heard some wise men say that time is our own creation.

It’s about time.

It’s about time to just stand there, letting the watering can fill, with the sun and the breeze on my skin.

It’s about taking our own sweet time.

Making our own sweet time.

Making our own time sweet.

Oh, sweet time.time 3

the farmwives kitchen :: salsa under the stars

It sounds like I’ve been out dancing with my Fellow Man, doesn’t it?  Heh heh.  Not quite.  Though fitting two people into our small kitchen makes for a bit of dancing!

The day had already been full.salsa 1

Between other projects I weighed out a big batch of paste tomatoes that had been waiting for the time to make salsa.

At 5 p.m., we realized that if we didn’t make salsa today, it wouldn’t happen until the weekend, and the tomatoes wouldn’t wait that long.  The shorter days and cooler nights have made the tomatoes seem all the more precious than they already were in this funky growing year.  That bit of thinking lit a fire under our tail.  We made a pot of rice for dinner, sent the kids to bed on their own, and got to work.

Back in my carefree younger years, I did all my canning at night.  It was cooler.  I was busy during the day.  It worked for me.salsa 3

It doesn’t work quite so well now, but it happened anyway.

With the well-choreographed help of my Fellow Man, we chopped, mixed, fired up two canners and put up 28 pints of salsa.  All mild, for the kids sake, bless their sleepy hearts.  We could easily eat more salsa than that between now and the next tomato season, but by golly, if that’s the salsa we’ve got, we’ll be thankful for it when tomato season comes to a close.salsa 4

Tightening the last jar lid in the cool night air, I took one more glance at the stars.  Isn’t it fine, this life?  The days are full of things to do, and the nights are full of salsa, and stars.

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