Wow, I almost forgot to write the newsletter this morning! I woke up thinking about the turkeys and then just forgot that it was Wednesday. We had one of those turkey events yesterday that makes one question why we raise them. Most of the time the birds are well behaved and get along fine, but as they get older they become teenagers and lose all common sense occasionally. Just like teenage boys the toms get full of themselves and can start picking on each other. The problem with turkeys is once they draw blood they just keep at it until their victim is dead or disappears. Such was the case as I went out yesterday evening to feed and water them. I found two birds cowering under the roosts with the backs of their heads all bloodied, one seriously. I separated them out to the hospital pen to heal and the others don’t even know that they are gone. It is one of the things about raising any livestock; injuries, sickness and death occur more often than one likes. It is something that you have to get used to, ready for and become somewhat hardened about. It is just not the same kind of emotion as when a hail storm comes or a disease kills your tomatoes. Fortunately these two should recover completely and will be reintegrated with the flock with no further troubles. From now on though we have to keep a closer eye on them as you never know when they will get crazy.
We had a good evening on Monday at the Panzanella farm dinner. Great turn out and the dishes they made with our produce were very nice. It is hard to beat a good tomato and mozzarella salad or pasta with a fresh tomato sauce, just two of the dishes they offered up. For us one of the best parts is seeing everyone who came out to eat food with our produce and to spend time with our own assembled group. We always end up with a large table surrounded with our current staff, some former staff and other friends. We carried on, told stories and hopefully weren’t too loud. The next farm dinner features Chapel Hill Creamery and their great cheeses.