It was a perfect day; I dread the summer.

Today was beautiful and perfect and I had to come inside because it was too nice and I was afraid of getting high on it.

The fog rolled out by midday today after nearly a week of clouds and precipitation. The plants and animals all seemed eager for a more efficient photosynthesis/vitamin D synthesis.

The cover crop is lush.

In less than two weeks it has tripled in height. These plants have plodded on through the winter growing but barely.

Meanwhile, our slightly less hardy crops are starting to fill the field or emerge.



And in the hoop house...
















This is our new rooster, named after a Muppet Show character which I do not remember, who is being taught to tango?

Drainage?

This looks pretty bad.
The beds are running against the slope to prevent wash out. I didn't think they would catch the water so effectively. This is after 2.5 inches in 48 hours.

The Out-of-Shape Farmer

Spring is here?
No, but it is that time of year when I realize that my body has turned to mush over the past couple of months.
I am now at a new farm, yet to be titled, where the vegetable bed making has just begun.



I moved in with Sam in August and we have been scheming since. More than at any other farm I have worked on the task ahead daunts. The motivation is first-class as well.

Most of this field will be in vegetable production this year. Delicious cucumbers are just around the corner.

The farm is just a couple of miles down the road from the Breeze incubator farm. Sam really helped me dig myself out of the weeds and get the most out of my rows this fall and winter. I went to every market held through this past weekend. However, the time has come for the Breeze field to be plowed and we will have a few weeks of lull with nothing to sell.