In a social setting recently we mentioned that we were adjusting to our new, non-market season routine, which had quieter Saturdays but still some wild and sometimes overwhelming harvest days. A person in the conversation, though she’d eaten from the farm May through October, was a little surprised, almost skeptical that a farm could be so busy mid-November. “I mean, what can you even be harvesting right now, isn’t it just, like, potatoes and carrots?” Noah, Sabrina, and I each broke into a slow grin as we exchanged looks, taking some relish in listing what else there was….that earlier that day we were cutting spinach, spicy mix, mild winter salad mixes by the cartload. That we had been plucking and bunching fresh, live, leaves of kale, chard, mustard greens, growing in soil in our low-tech unheated high tunnels. “Oh wow,” came the reply. “Maybe we should get the winter share next year, too.”
The good news is, even if you didn’t join up for a winter membership, the farmstore is there for you, with all of those things and more. We continue to pull out the big bulk bags of storage crops like beets and carrots, cabbages, onions, radishes, and salad turnips, keeping the shelves topped up for you. But there is something special, something soothing for those of us who need the outdoors and the elements, to have the fresh, green leaves, as the days get darer and colder. We hope they are exciting to you as well.
The garlic that we planted, late as it was, has sprouted some roots—we have started in recent years digging up a clove or two before the ground freezes up to check on the development. Ideally garlic puts out a good solid root system before winter, but doesn’t get a green leafy shoot above the soil till early spring. We were worried about this garlic but that little skirt of roots feeling their way down the soil, gives us some hope. And hope is much needed, as the seasons change, the days get darker still, and we try to balance the need for still-working, for progress, and for rest. Today I dug the last 30-foot trench for densely planted tulip and daffodil bulbs, tucking in dry dormant bulbs that should, next spring, push up a rather amazing number of butter-yellow tulips. One can’t plant a few thousand fall bulbs without having some serious faith in the next season.
There’s still a lot to wrap up of projects, cleanup, and repairs that are best done (or have to be done) before the soil freezes. We have benefitted, though, in getting a longer window of mild fall than we could have reasonably expected. We know it comes sooner or later, though, so with the rest of our week, we’ll be in the trenches—literally—as we set up the drainpipes for the muddy water that will flow out of the wash-pack shed next fall, and pour some last bits of cement to prep for building the endwalls of the new nursery, as we realize how before we know it, we’ll want to be starting the first spring seeds in there.
And finally, some truly good news: for those of you who have been waiting so long for their return….the eggs are back. The class of 2021 are off to a strong start, so pullet eggs (almost full-size) and full-size eggs have been in steady supply in the farmstore and we don’t expect to run out.
We thank everyone who come to the farmstore to stock up and fill their feating tables last week—it was a record week for amount of food flowing off of the farm and into local mouths, which was so satisfying. And don’t worry, that wasn’t a final season-ending hurrah, either! Come on out and keep eating, the roots, the greens, the eggs, and more, will be here for you.
-Mary and Noah, SweetRoot Farm