i've been here at the farm about a month now.
people are leaving to go back to college, and i'm only just beginning.
tomatoes so many tomatoes
too many to sell. if you like tomatoes, and you live in the dc area, please, come buy them. falls church on saturdays, takoma park maryland on sundays. the ones we can't sell, we give away to food banks, and eat ourselves back at the farm, but a lot of them get composted, food for the chickens.
i pick tomatoes, squash, cucumbers, eggplant, peppers, green beans, lettuce, basil, parsley, blueberries, beets, leeks, garlic, and onions, even okra.
i'm working hard for my money these days.
gnats in my eyes, arms itching from tomatoes, legs itching from squash, the rest of my body itching from mosquito bites...my back sore from bending over all day, all so people can have tasty, organic, local vegetables.
at the end of the days, i swim in the pond, which is getting closer to being a puddle every day. we eat dinner all together, taking turns cooking. our food comes from the farm, the co-op, costco, and the dumpster.
i hang my laundry on a chicken tractor
i watch the little chicks get big so fast
i hear bullfrogs at night, and let fireflies light my way from the kitchen to the barn i sleep in
i help load and unload the market truck 3 times a week
i drink fresh raw milk
i watch birthing videos
i take sweaty naps in the middle of the day
i love working on a farm
but i don't think i'll do it again after this season, at least for a while
it's really kinda strange to be in this new place, but be so close to where i grew up, driving down the same highways, but it's cool to sell vegetables to my mom.

so life is good. i'm reading The Botany of Desire by Michael Pollan and Johnny Appleseed is now my new hero.

anyone is welcome to come visit me at the farm, especially on mondays, our day off.