A little Del winding its way through the office/my room as I write this. A glass of Salmon Run - Petit Noir (local from Hammondsport, NY) in front of me as I celebrate my first "officially completed" week on the farm. By myself... breathing... writing this blog. Nothing but silence in all directions... Good, good stuff.
I am definitely here now. Physically, here:
That's compost in the foreground. We received tons this week. Hows about a closer look?
It's alive!! Aliiive!! Well not really. But I think of it that way, so, if you want to as well... feel free.
This morning I made breakfast for myself and E. Fresh sauteed kale, collard greens and garlic wrapped in scrambled eggs. Toast and some yogurt with raspberry preserves mixed in. Munched on flax seeds. Did I mention that my appetite has doubled?
We finished our preliminary crop maps by noon. They will probably change a tiny bit as the season matures, but damn. Visualizing row after row of fresh veggies/fruits popping up in their proper places is kinda blowing my mind at this point.
Also, today, we decided to (well D made the final call) oversee the birth of a new field... throughout the next week or two. Field "F". It will house all of our cucumber and summer squash. Mad exciting... Will surely be taking pictures of its metamorphosis from 40'x200' grassy plot to 8-bed growing field.
This afternoon we took a 2 1/2 hour trip to outlying towns for supplies for the upcoming week. Before getting the supplies we made a drop off of parsnips & celeriac to a local charity. Too funny: Standing at the desk in the lobby of a converted high school, we announced to the attendant that we were there to make a food donation to the charity on the second floor. The first question from the security guard behind the desk??? "Hmmm. You got cake?"
I'll leave it at that.
Oh. The view from the security guard's desk...
And so, tomorrow, Saturday will find me working still. Good momentum at this point. As usual, more then...
Ooo. One more pic. Last night's sunset from where I sit presently. Dig.
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