This newsletter will be short and sweet; there’s not much news. With the rains continuing, many plants are making a comeback but some still show signs of drought: short, funny shaped carrots, cucumbers, or tomatoes that are a bit less exciting than other years , and swiss chard leaves so small at this time in the year plus very light in color–these are all consequences of the plant having to put so much energy into just staying alive. But I think from here on in, things should keep getting better.
My anticipated opening for this week’s newsletter was to say that I was thrilled to be able to provide you with broccoli. With the exception of one lucky large box, you have probably already noticed that there is no broccoli. But if you can be patient, and wait one more week… This is a major coup for me, to have “beat” the swede midge that has taken the crop the last few years. Other large boxes get half a cabbage, also vulnerable to the midge, and also from the barnyard garden.
The rest of the boxes are simple: cukes in large, tomatoes in small boxes, salad greens, carrots, chard ( making spanikopita isn’t that hard and well worth the effort) and beans. Also large boxes were due for beets–what about cold borscht; a simple soup and very nice in summer.
In the garden I’m now able to weed plants that would have been dried out too much had I done it before the rains came: carrots are tops on my list. Also, there’s trellising, tomatoes, beans and cukes. It’s all coming along nicely.
The only excitement I can relay happened right as I was prepping your boxes this aft. Wonder dog Phoebe gave a little bark that meant “you better come and check this out” so I did. Right behind the paddock where all my animals are “safely” sequestered away from a pesky, bold coyote, is a bit of cedar bush. When I walked over, sure enough, my wonder dog’s warning had been in earnest: there he was, strawberry blonde lanky Mr. Coyote himself, poised to do some dastardly deed. Putting all the animals away in a hurry took some doing, but I can say he won’t be eating at the cafe Ravensfield today. A friend of mine from Kingston has offered to try to help solve the problem.
There you go– I’ve got to harvest for tomorrow’s market now. Till next time, when your newsletter will start with ” I am thrilled…