We have almost made it to another summer break. Twenty weeks ago the market season began for us. Twenty straight weeks without a day off and while it has been the most pleasant of springs and summers weather wise there is still a fatigue that settles into the brain whether the body is completely worn out or not. To that end, after market this Saturday the break begins and we will not be at market next week (the 5th and the 8th) while we and the staff do nonfarm related activities. We give the staff a week off with pay so they can feel comfortable in taking sometime off and usually they do some traveling but this year they seem to be just staying close to home. For us we usually just hide out and try to not answer the phone but this year Betsy is headed to Colombia (South America) to visit cut flower farms and a friend of ours who is down there on sabbatical. I will get a day or two of hiking in and then be here keeping things growing. So no newsletter next week as I will rest that part of the brain too.
8/12/09 Vol. 6 #20
This drought is getting serious now. The forecast for the end of the week is for several days with a chance of rain above 50 percent but I am not holding out much hope. In the last two months we have had a scant two inches of rain. All of the rains have gone either north or south of us. The big creek is dry and we have been pulling water out of the upper, back up, pond for some weeks now. The last few days of near 100 degree temperatures have applied a brush stroke across the farm of brown crinkly grass and weeds, the true colors of a drought that has been masked until now by the cooler temperatures of this unusual summer.
Fortunately we do have enough water to get us through the end of this season, mostly because we only have about seven weeks left and there are only so many crops left to water. The little bit of fall planting we do has been going in on schedule, has been watered up with irrigation, and generally looks good. More radishes seeded yesterday and some Swiss chard too. The biggest potential loss is our summer cover crops, seeded six weeks ago they should be waist high by now but are at best ankle high, as our main source of organic matter to improve our soils this is never a good situation. Hey it could rain a lot this week and things will take off, lets hope!
8/19/09 Vol. 6 #21
8/26/09 Vol. 6 #22
9/2/09 Vol. 6 #23
9/9/09 Vol. 6 #24
9/16/09 Vol. 6 #25
9/23/09 Vol. 6 #26
It has been one of those weeks where you just have to go with the flow, hence the newsletter a day late. Betsy and I live a pretty quiet, paced life, really. People would not believe it with this past weeks schedule. As I was returning home from Virginia last week, Betsy tells me a group of Uruquayan agricultural researchers was coming the next day (Wednesday), OK fine. In the end they went to see another farm as they had been here two years ago, also fine. Thursday was a group of 25 Chinese civil servants, with interpreter, in the light rain, all in suits and smoking like chimneys. They were very interested in how the government affected our lives. How much tax do you pay? How much does the land cost? Can you cut down all the trees if you want too? This is a common question from foreign visitors amazed we have all these huge trees and don’t really plan to cut them down and use them.
Friday was a film crew from UNC Public TV. We had been having erratic conversations about them coming out to shoot for a piece to be on North Carolina Now (it is supposed to air in early December) but hadn’t heard from them in the last few days and thought maybe with the chance of rain they might not show. As we went out to start the harvest for market there was a van and two cars, cameras at work. All day and at market on Saturday morning they were omnipresent including when I went to cut lettuce and found the ground hog had helped himself to what was left, under the breath swearing was involved but not caught on camera.
Saturday my brother Jon, from Missouri, rolled into town on the way to the beach. We had a family meal and then the next day they headed to the beach for a week. We were going to go down for Monday and Tuesday but I had forgotten I was supposed to do a round table book review for the Independent on Monday afternoon. Just Food by James McWilliams subtitled “Where Locavores get it wrong and how we can truly eat responsibly”. He has lots of interesting points and references but in many ways missed the point on sustainable agriculture and how it works. The review is supposed to be in the first week of Octobers issue.
Tuesday and Wednesday we just gave it up and went to the beach, sure it rained but we got to visit with family, eat a lot and take a few quality naps. Now we are back in the saddle, with the end of the season in our sights. This is our last Saturday market for the season. There are tears of joy and sadness. We are always ready to change into our off season personas but at the same time we miss seeing everyone at market. We cannot thank all of you enough for supporting us, the market and local agriculture. Without you we would not be able to farm the way we do, thank you.
Picture of the Week
This sums up the week, a little blurry with lots of cameras looking at us
11/19/09 Vol. 6 #27
It only took 30 years
30 years ago this week I rolled into North Carolina in my old Chevy pickup. I had left Betsy in Utah to finish up her degree and I came to help finish up my parents house and to begin researching this farm scheme had been dreaming up.
Betsy joined me in the spring and we moved into a tiny duplex in Bynum while we began to look for land. Finally in the Sept. of 1981 we bought what is today Peregrine Farm. The rest is what blog stories are written about.










