The days are shortening. Summer is waning.
It’s a little early to be reflecting on the year (there being plenty of it yet to come), but coming in this morning from soggy muddy gardens still too wet to plant, I feel confident saying there hasn’t been a year like this one in my memory.
Just as the seemingly incessant rain delayed our haymaking and our spring and summer planting (in some cases preventing them altogether), now we need to get fall gardens planted and we’re at another standstill. While we were blessed with some good production this summer, the wet cold weather has been terrible for much of what we grow. As if that wasn’t enough to deal with, we’ve had unprecedented damage from deer and raccoon.
We haven’t had enough production to go to the farmer’s market for the last few weeks and we haven’t been opening the farm store. Almost every day we have to turn away folks coming to us for the kind of food that isn’t easy to find around here. But we’re pleased that we’ve been able to keep the CSA going without interruption and our members have been giving us a lot of good and encouraging feedback.
There is good news in all this sogginess. The pastures, which were devastated by drought the last few years, are thriving. I can’t imagine we’ll need to buy any hay this year. And if we can get the fall crops planted they will do great in this weather. Most of our spring planting was delayed by a month or more, but once we got the crops in the ground we had the best-looking spring gardens we’ve ever grown.
If I could command the weather I’d make it sunny and hot for about a week, to dry the land some and ripen our tomatoes and melons. Then I’d be happy to dial it back to this.
But as it is, we’ll just take what nature gives us and do the best we can.
I’m expecting a bountiful fall and (hopefully) a return to something more normal next year.