It's official - the trees are greeen! That unseasonable heat is finally over and we can put away our anti-perspirant deodorant for now. Back to hooded sweatshirts and that Tom's of Maine shtuff. The past few days we have gotten so much accomplished that I feel like I really deserve the cold Sam Adams that sits in my hand.
Spring planting is the name of the game recently up here on Wooden Hill. Our brassicas are in and those little guys have irrigation all hooked up so that they can drink Powerade all day and get their electrolytes. We also now have radishes and more carrots in. We must not forget to give those carrots vitamin A pills tomorrow. Hmmmm..... ohh yeah, and we reached a great milestone when we planted all of our onions this morning. Walla walla sweet spanish onion bing bang. The fields are changing so rapidly that we even catch the horses staring at us out there. Don't worry, they'll get some of those carrots.
Other than the planting, we are finding that there's always something to do here on the farm. Whether it's curry combing the horsees, watering all our little guys, weedwacking, or making sure the greenhouse isn't 102 degrees, we have our hands full and find that no grass is growing under our feet. Megan the horse nibbled on our lawnmower earlier today. Oh, and Charlton saw a groundhog this morning and now we're about to eat a "mystery meat" dinner. There's also now a scarecrow northface fleece in the fields.
"Spotty doesn't eat the pate"
Yeah! I just put in some Brussels sprouts and seeded some curly cress. Yesterday, a baby green salad. Saturday, some carrots, radishes. There are pale seedlings under the rotting pie pumpkins. They are perfectly positioned and happy (though pale) in their warm den. Lots of soil conditioning going on. I've got bags of well-rotted, composted manure in the garage and a bale of straw for sitting on. Oh, and that's some lively writing for a farmer! Rock on, dudes!
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