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Giving Thanks for Good Food

For many people, this Thursday and Friday mark Thanksgiving Day and Native American Heritage Day. It’s an often-complicated weekend that has different significance to different people—many times including family, food, travel and reflections of history and the things we have. For my family, it’s a chance to reunite, spend quality time, make good food, and take care...

Rooted in Nourishing Roots

What a time to be a farmer! Just when we thought the rains were coming, here we are basking in the November sun! No complaints here. Nothing lifts the spirits like some sunshine when this time last year we were swimming in mud brought about by an atmospheric river of rain. It’s wild to witness the farm as the seasons change. For me, this farm feels more and more...

The Rain Has Arrived!

Working on the farm is a lovely experience. There’s something very satisfying about working outdoors, in all weather conditions. I feel that it creates a deeper connection with the natural world, to really experience each and every season. With that in mind, I am pleased to announce the rain has arrived! I’m sure if you’re reading this, you are well of aware of the...

Farm Photos

This week, enjoy some photos from around the farm this year! Eli is delighted by basil harvest. Mari and Alex ride the transplanter, planting lots and lots of baby plants. Natalie moves flats of baby plants from the greenhouse to the truck for transplant. Kayla enjoys the plot of crew sunflowers. We’re already looking forward to tulip season next...

Pumpkin Season

Summer—it clung to the air till mid-October this year, wrapped around Jefferson County’s shoulders like a wool shawl on a sunny morning, bringing no few days in the mid 70’s, to the point that even the most diehard sun-baskers among us could not help but think that maybe a little rain would be nice. And, as if heeding the call of the falling leaves, summer has...

A Poem for Autumn

There comes a timeWhen roots are truly ready to be pulled from the earth.And we all feel the transitions.Cool foggy mornings have us in our thick coatsAnd the spinach is covered in frost.The sun still moves east to westBut with different hues and angles.We see each other in new ways.Our coolers are full of more color than they’ve seen all year;It turns out, the...