Me and Steve

It is that time of year when folks head to the fields for rock-picking. My first years in Mountain Lake I picked up “stones”….a “rock” was something on a mountain path that was tripped over. Another misnomer are the “gravel” roads which from my background I would call “dirt” since gravel does not turn into a mushpot in the rain.

We lost our whole crew these two weeks to mostly rocks – imagine! It is as if everyone left on vacation at the same time leaving Steve and me for lunch restaurant duty and taking care of the harvest. Fortunately, we do like to work together and we run our miles each morning for the day’s strength.

Farm shares will include lots of salad greens, spinach, asparagus or Hakurei turnips, radishes, kale or green onions and……flowers to eat! These will be arugula flowers that are a wonderful addition to any salad and some chive flowers that can be sprinkled over a dish. Tomatoes are turning colors – whoo whoo!

Sunnie Days

Sunflower Days is to be celebrated in Mountain Lake later this summer. There will be no sunflowers on our farm to commemorate the event due to the lack of space which is due to the lack of sun due to the accumulation of moisture.

A thought: Jubilee could host a Sunnie Tasting? Folks could make a dish to share that uses sunflower seeds (sunnies), sunflower oil or some other aspect of sunflowers to keep with the theme. There will be a prize for each category. Open for all ages. More information to follow.

Farm shares will receive plenty of salad mix, spinach and a choice of a handful of rhubarb, turnips, radishes or pickles. Keep smiling and bring sunshine to everyone you meet!

Power source

There is a large new gas heater hanging from the rafters in each high tunnel. The older ones were leaking and attempted to kill all the tomatoes. The leaves turned from emerald green to yellow and then to brown in the time in takes me to be hungry for lunch! My oh. Two full gas tanks are at the ready with a special gizmo that switches over when a tank runs empty. This past Sunday night, thermostats were set at 48°F for the frost warning. All was checked at sundown before heading home.

Steve slides through the dark of night with vivid dreams of adventure and awkwardness. I usually am not accompanying him, which is most thoughtful – haha. The crazy life of a family doc trained to withstand 36 hours or more of concentrated wakefulness is another story but it saved the night from Jack’s grip of frost. Steve wandered out to check on the tomatoes and found NO heat! After dismantling everything he remembered having jarred the wire to the thermostat and sure enough – it was loose…..

The moral – I may know my power source but am I hooked up to it? There’s the Main Power Source or power plant, but then there are a few sub stations and of course power lines with poles that can blow down between me and the Main Power Source.

Plants have leaves that have chlorophyll, little energy factories. Leaves face the sun – no wires attached, but energy flows the same.

To help with the outlying power that keep us strong and hopeful we present: salad mix, spinach, asparagus, rhubarb, herbs, potatoes and pickles for the larger shares.

We moved…….the high tunnel

Whoo whoo! A stress fog obscures the emotions when seasons change and we have to find a window of perfect weather to move the high tunnels to their next plot – no wind, no rain, and enough strong people to push. It worked almost perfectly Monday morning. The brown thrasher kept up its doodly tune to keep us focused on fun and frivolity.

Folks stopped in for a quick bite yesterday on their wanderings and we had a most interesting discussion. They are moving to a town on Lake Superior where an active restorative justice program and a host of other endeavors gives rise to the question – “Why not here?”

Moving on… now we have a window of time before the next humidity event to get all of our leeks tucked into their beds. If anyone is feeling bored and wants to learn a new trick, give us a call – we can use some extra hands! The new cocoa date pie cookie will be trialed and tasters are needed as well as a better cookie name.

Spinach has moved into full sunlight and is providing a crop every other day! This week the farm shares should get a nice selection of spinach, some greens, rhubarb, asparagus, choices of frozen broccoli, corn, green peppers or tomatoes; and of course maybe pickles, sauces or frozen berries – depending on the harvest.

A dillema of giant proportions

Take a glance into the greenhouse and note the towering dill tree; its flower is more than a foot across! A random seed must have taken root and found the source of giant proportions. I have been harvesting its feathery leaves for a green garnish during this persistent interlude of somber colors. There is something magical about the color green after a long winter of disconnect.

As has been said before….the puppets represent my “cloud of witnesses” … they are a visual reminder to “get back in the boat and try again” or to choose to dance even though I am lousy and would rather sit it out. Music gives energy to my soul, I can play it to the heavens if no one is around – haha. Someone stopped by the other day and took offense at my methods of staying on track. They tried to peg me in a square hole… never works. Spices should always be in containers of any shape, away from light and heat or they lose their potency. After a year, refresh the supply. The Good Book talks about salt keeping its flavor – it rejuvenates itself out and about.

Farm share folks will each get a large bag of greens and some spinach – whoo whoo! Consider yourselves most special. Along with greens there will be choices of wild greens (chives, nettles, solomon’s seal, lovage), MN potatoes or carrots, frozen green peppers, carrots or sauces and pickles for the regular shares.

There are choices to be made, other than what’s for supper. I hope to someday continue the conversation of my shape – I’m aiming for giant proportions – haha.