Spring is in full effect at the farm. Which means it is time for Forsythia crowns…
…and dancing around the Maypole (probably cementing our reputation among some neighbors as a hippie love commune forever).
Flip-flops and the grill made their first appearances this week.
And strawberries are going in the field. Sadly we won’t be around next summer when harvest time comes to these plants.
It’s also pea-planting time, a fact that hasn’t gone unnoticed by the wild turkeys around here. This is Tyson, our head grower inspecting the damage – torn Remay and empty seed beds.
So we deployed a few stop-gap diversionary tactics – electro-netting, plastic net row cover, a spray of fish emulsion (deer apparently don’t like the smell) and very scary orange streamers. Burning Man meets Farm School.
Our last load of hay went up into the barn before we turn all the animals out to pasture for the summer (probably will happen sometime this week!)
And our first transplants went into the ground (Red Russian Kale). Here Tyson and Patrick demonstrate the speed and efficiency to which we all aspire.
Our first day planting (onions and leeks) went at a somewhat more ‘considered’ pace.
By the end however, farming had become very real. We planted 62,000 baby plants (a mile’s worth) in one day!
And this weekend, we finally got to have some fun with a camera and the baby bump. Dina is going to kill me for putting all of these up, but I couldn’t help myself. (Dress on the right is by Kate, Dina’s mom)