Going with the flow

Gnats, black flies, zmpsif! or whatever name comes to mind…actually take a bite out of me and squirt some goop in to encourage my blood to flow for their tasty meal. This would be only the female zmpsif!’s. They are cousins to the mosquitoes but like to hatch in free-flowing water, which there was an overabundance of in this corner of the world.

Our evergreen windbreak on the western side is now “everbrown” due to a constant flow of the water table for the past years. Each wonderful tree will be coming down. The mighty firs still have their green tufts on top, survivals all. Our next planting will keep the weather changes in mind – a river now runs through our yard following the muddy contours from the previous humidity event and then of course, there is the underground flow unseen but leaving its mark on the surface.

Planting vegetables this year has been a zmpsif! Soil particles come in all types: some hug themselves and moisture until plates and pots can be made from them, while other soil particles keep their distance from each other and water does not stay around for company. We have the huggable sort. We have added tons of compost to tear the lovers apart but it takes time equal to how it came to be in the first place. Ah love….

Which brings me to what we have to present this week for farm shares…..Pac Choi, head lettuce, salad mix, spinach, asparagus, radishes, Hakurei turnips, kale, kohlrabi, vinaigrettes and savory sauces. There are some limited choices in this list – refer back to paragraph 3….many days it is more zmpsif! than a love hug but we continue our paddling…upriver.