Wednesday, June 19, 2013

It is so peaceful in the morning, filled mostly with soft bird calls, and this morning with a light dripping rain. Traffic sounds are nonexistent. I woke up at 10 after 5 and couldn't fall back asleep, so got up and made coffee. Now sitting on the bed with my feet under the covers, sipping. It is much cooled down from a couple of weeks ago, and is supposed to be in the low 70s.

Work-wise, we have been doing a variety of tasks. I have spent a fair amount of time in the greenhouse. I sowed many flats (200 cells each) of fall brassicas. Cabbage, kale, Brussels sprouts. The first group started coming up about four days after sowing. I was working in the greenhouse and noticed their debut. Every half hour or so I would take another peek at them, and each time I saw more and more seedlings. Though entirely explainable, it was a little magical.

With some visiting extra hands, all of the t-posts (long, metal rods) for trellising tomatoes and lettuce were pounded in. Yeah, lettuce. G is growing a few varieties of lettuce for seed, and this involves letting it grow past the point where one would harvest it. At some point, lettuce stops growing wider/heftier, and starts growing up. It grows up and up, resulting in a tall and ultimately  wobbly lettuce tower. So they are gently trellised.

Yesterday morning I harvested a big bucket of beets bound for a coastal restaurant. Short of beets, there isn't anything currently harvest-ready. But things are growing. Tomato plants are flowering and forming fruit, pepper plants are filling out. G planted some cucumbers and winter squash that are popping out everywhere. Eventually, the field housing the winter squash will need an electric bear fence around the entire perimeter. Apparently bears really like winter squash. (And melons. G jokingly swears  that every time he is growing melons the bears must make a nightly trek to the field to tap them. Then when the melons are ripe/the acoustics are right.. Melon feast.

G is on the coast this morning, so I am allowing myself a slightly later start. There isn't a whole lot to do, but I am going to go through the field and do some hoeing and hand weeding.

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