It’s been awhile since I last posted.
I hope it offered some benefit.
It’s been awhile since I last posted.
I hope it offered some benefit.
I know it’s been a while.
And I happened to be in a ‘Verizon zone’ and was able to post from my phone.
‘Everybody’ being all the babies, all the seeds I happened to have the good fortune to touch and plant some time before.
All the plant-beings in the cathedral I planted.
I write that to remind myself, because I find that I forget. And start to doubt my doing any things of benefit.
We got more snow during that snowfall than the entire last Winter.
Some who look very sweet, but are like the The Oatmeal’s whiskey cat.
I’m very grateful for the cozy homes, for the use of laundry, for the connections over the years.
Many miles gone by, many years… learning to drive standard in hilly Ithaca was humbling, and driving out to California cemented the training.
It’s been over 10 1/2 years since returning to Ithaca.
After one of my employers was suddenly let go after a downsizing, I was laid off this past summer soon after moving.
(That’s me, btw. It was taken by one of the on-farm interns & he shared the photo with me.)
And that’s Sebastian, the ginger tabby with the tiny meow and a huge purr.
Some of which I was qualified for, some not.
Eventually I picked up part-time work with a friend who grows sprouts.
Still just as tasty, though.
It’s mostly behind the scenes, and all three of us get along, and it’s pretty mellow while all the work gets done.
The above photo is along my most favorite (and to my mind, most beautiful) road in the county back in October.
I didn’t take a photo of the table with all the cards, unfortunately.
But to my surprise & delight, with an email and two Facebook postings about the event, a whole bunch of friends came out to support my work.
I was really blown away by all the visits & support.
I’ve never really had faith in the artwork that comes through me.
But I started to question: what if I just trusted it… let it be what it is…
It’s far too easy to compare myself to classmates who have work at The Whitney, or The MOMA. Or places like that.
The art that comes through me simply isn’t like that.
I’ll admit, I still think of leaving. Of moving somewhere else. Try to find a place where the rent isn’t so high. Or where I don’t have to run into people who aren’t really friends anymore because I said something or did something that upset them.
And the truth is, i love seeds.
Maybe that knee-jerk reaction will always be to move, to run.
Aversion is so my go-to habit.
I’m so grateful for the friends who are still my friends despite my (very) imperfect ways.
I’m trying to befriend myself, with all of my imperfections.
This year I’m going to try to drop the whole trying-to-be-perfect thing. It wasn’t such a conscious thing, and I’m not succeeding at it anyhow, and the attempts at it seems to just create more tension inside.
A sort of letting-go practice. Or allowing. Or awareness, I suppose.
I know I’m leaving out a lot, but engh. It’s okay.
Wishing you gentleness and steadiness, a sturdy ballast for all to come.
Thanks for reading, for your encouragement, and for whatever acts of creativity you can get behind yourself for.
(Or with. Goodness I was never good at grammar…)
May the planets smile kindly on you all through 2017.
Note the t-shirt in mid-November.
Some of the workers have moved on to their “winter jobs”, so the crew is small these days…
I miss their presence.
Morning sun shone through a crystal before a work day at Nook & Cranny.
Pink ball shows signs of children from the evening before…
Greens (parsley, kale, lettuce, lettuce mix, endive, Brussels sprouts) covering up sweet potatoes, red potatoes, hakurai turnips, cilantro, carrots, acorn squash, onion, garlic, parsnips, spinach…
It was warm this past Sunday.
I tried to post on Monday, but there are many photos & my phone dropped the thread & so none of it was saved…
It was the second to last day of seeding for the 2015 season, & Sebastian was holding down the Yin.
During a pause while filling trays, I asked Bob if he could let me know before the cover-plastic was unrolled so I could take a photo of the boxes…
He asked if instead I’d take photos of the boxes as they were filled up through the day…
Seriously, I have the cushy job.
I’ll try to keep the small & large boxes in order (I’ll be more methodical next time)
Above, the top box is the large, their tomato box comes later.
the bottom box (the one with the 1/2 peck box of tomatoes) is the small.
10 Spinach, 4 Sylvetta Arugula, 4 Lettuce, 2 Red Pac Choi, 2 Red Mustard, 2 Mizuna.
All these greens will head to the hoop houses & high tunnels in time.
Suffice it to say that Bob intends to invest in a rotating drum spray method for next season. Garrett is super fast on the sprayer, but I guess the rotating drum is a faster way.
Bob knows details about each CSA member regarding any vegetables they may need to avoid…
So every now and again, some of the boxes will have slightly different contents.
Did I mention it was hot?
Blessings on Late Summer.
Lots of planting was occurring as well.
There’s always a lot going on at the farm.
12 Spinach, 4 Raab, 2 Mustard, 4 Red Pac Choi, 2 Mizuna.
It’s getting full in the barn!
And here the onions today! They did well, & are drying down nicely.
& thank goodness for the other farms in the area!
22 trays of seeding – Spinach, Mustard, Arugula, Pac Choi, & Broccoli Raab.
Thankfully, not as hot as last week.
Blessings on the harvest.
the past two Sunday’s I’ve been away – the Garlic Pull at Sara’s farm, then at a friend’s wedding.
Here’s a tour of the large hoop house where most of the tomatoes are planted.
Feel free to educate me on the proper name for this aromatic stuff of the tomato plant.
I’ll put up another post about the fall planting…
I cut my workday short due to a migraine…
Feeling much better now – more to come.
& I’ve either been slacking on the photos or more focused on the work – depending how one looks at it.
Looking up & out at the sky, feeling into my body & breathing helps return my awareness to what’s in front of my eyes.
The habit of being in story (behind the eyes) is SO strong. SO ingrained.
But then I laugh at myself, remembering that it’s a practice.
Thank you, Sky.
Yesterday was similar, minus Broccoli, & with the addition of Sorrel and Watercress.
Here’s spinach just popping up
Along with beets, basil, & lettuce.
Basically anything that is not a Brassica (like Cabbage, Kale, Broccoli, & Cauliflower) which would be landed upon by the lovely cabbage moth, then rapidly munched down to misery by the cute-as-a-button larvae.
(That sounds like it just up & walks its way to the barn…)
People either hang or stack in it such a way that it allows for good air flow for the stalks to fully dry.
Garlic keeps better this way.
But, it’s unavoidable if it happens to be a rainy, muddy-muck day when the garlic is harvested.
I was trained to clean garlic this way at Sara’s farm, where I interned in 2006.
Next Sunday is the Garlic Pull at her farm, Earthly Mirth. I’ll be sure to get some photos that day to share.
A half-acre of garlic!
(Photo by Jenny – thank you!)
yesterday was harvest day for the CSA pickup
Also, there was a gentle breeze
but a few workers are enrolled in the Northeast School of Botanical Medicine
They are away for about a month practicing their herbal first-aid skills & learning more about plants & harvesting (& probably a lot of other things)
So I got to head out to the field & harvest 61 bunches of Basil
I tend towards not-doing-great-in-the-heat, so I just focused on harvest & drinking water
Then I set out to transplant the Brassicas
Do you know that (marvelous) children’s book – The Very Hungry Caterpillar…?
That shit is for REAL.
Do you see the munched out parts on the leaves & stems?
Some leaves are completely GONE.
– a phrase which me and my friend & farming mentor would say when we’d find plants munched down…
No point in getting grumpy about it.
If the plant still had it’s growing tip, It would be potted-up. If not…, to the compost pile.
Or, Imported Cabbageworms.
They’re really cute.
The adults are white butterflies that are beautiful, & perhaps tasty bird food?
They were fed to the laying hens.