The garlic is planted. Other than a few fruit trees, that’s it for the planting this year.
It’s been a great year, full of profound changes. I’ve set off down the road less travelled; anxious to see where it will take me, even if a little uneasy about it. Over the next two years all four of us will graduate. And the parents as well as the children will need to figure out what they’re going to be, now that they’re all grown up.
We tended our gardens well this year. They thanked us with abundant returns of delicious healthy food.
Amazingly, we’re still getting blackeyed peas. Yesterday we took lots of them, along with 8 dozen eggs, to God’s Storehouse, our local food bank for the poor. Since I started keeping track of it in August we have donated about 400 pounds of fresh food and over 40 dozen eggs. As we were leaving yesterday I saw one of the workers giving some of the peas to one of the needy patrons. It’s a good feeling to know that our work is getting healthy food out into the community.
Of course everything hasn’t gone perfectly. The kale wasn’t coming up, so I tilled it in and tried again. And it’s still not growing. I have no idea why.
The sweet potatoes, broccoli, Brussels sprouts, cauliflower, sweet potatoes, collard greens, turnip greens and mustard greens all look good, however. Fall promises to deliver us lots of great food.
On an otherwise peaceful calm morning, we did have some excitement. When I went to the back pasture to check on the goats, I heard one making a lot of fuss. I discovered it was Holly, who had managed to get her head stuck in the fence. Even though there are plenty of sweet gum saplings growing in the pasture, she just had to have the one on the other side of the fence. She had squeezed her head through the wire, but her horns prevented her from pulling it back. She was very happy when I untangled her, and hopefully she learned a lesson.