Newsletters

A Brief History of Squash and Celeriac

It’s sort of strange to think of vegetables as not “always” having been the way that they are – that all of them began as some wild, sometimes unrecognizable version of what they are today, carefully (or, perhaps, recklessly) bred into the delicious treats we get to eat today. This week, I did a bit of research on two of our crops: squash and celeriac. I hope...

Observations on the Arrival of Autumn

We are given days full of surprises. The days swirl from sunshine toward a misty rain to a roaring wind and back again, always giving each day a new beauty unlike the last. With gratitude, the wetter days mean an end to overhead irrigation and more time spent on harvest. The number of times we have seen rainbows increases as rain returns as a familiar friend, and...

Squashball 2023!

As Geffen wrote last week, squash season is here! We had the full crew outside on Thursday and Friday harvesting over 50 rows of squash. While the task was bound to take days, we had a special technique to speed up the pace and elevate our moods – SQUASHBALL! Here’s how it goes down. We cut the squash from several rows and place it into two adjacent rows. A tractor...

Looking Forward to Winter Squash

The rains have started to come, and with the rain the summer has ended. The days are much grayer and cloudy now, very different than our long sunny summer days that I grew very fond of. The start of autumn has brought some amazing things though. Watching the rivers full of salmon returning to the headwaters has been breathtaking and the change of the leaves is...

Wind and Rain and Warmth

the wind and rain have come down on us,the first real taste of the seasons turning.migrations patterning across the sky again,geese calling out to you.I get why they used to call those who understood their coursesoothsayers.there is truth in their flight, reliability.the wind in the valley is bringing old songs down from the trees,the waves white-capped rolling...

Why I Became a Farmer

We have finally made it to what I can officially say feels like the transition from Summer into Autumn, especially in the chillier mornings with the low light. Fall is always the time of transitions, when all of that energy of Summer is reminded that now it has to find someplace to go. It has to shift, like it or not. I love this time of year, when it’s easier to...