It's all history

When I think back over another week that’s flown by without any writing, I try to think of the one thing that a day would be remembered by: a conversation? a new harvest? a challenge? a storm? By this time of the year I tend to think we’re cruising on auto pilot— that every day has become somewhat predictable and blurry under the steady stream of harvest— but it’s not true. Each day in my history continues to feel distinct, new things pop up, old things remain beautiful, and the blur of early autumn harvest time is punctuated in real time and in memory.

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Reflections on running the farm

There are these special weeks, sprinkled throughout the year, when Ted goes on vacation and I'm left to manage the farm.  A lot of people have asked me what that really means.  What's really different?  There are obvious answers, and there are many ways that simply having another highly skilled person on the farm allows us to do twice as much each week.  Beyond that, there's a shift that nothing short of running the farm would create.

So, what's different about running-- versus assistant managing-- the farm?

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Pass-off

Pass-off

David finished the week's vacuum seeding.  Ted led bed prep and transplanting out on the final frontier in the fourth field.  So Delicious employees came to volunteer for the morning and pulled all our greenhouse garlic to cure.  I harvested fennel and green onions with Kiya.  She led zucchini and cucumber harvest after lunch.  Volunteer Louisa cleaned green onions while her two sons spread manure with the crew.  Two youth farmers got up in ladders to harvest buckets of cherries.  We filled the coolers with produce for tomorrow's farm stand, watered the nursery, cleaned up around the wash tubs.  And at the end of an otherwise normal day, Ted passed off the farm to me.

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