Food is medicine

1.15.16


I still adore this picture of Sam holding a harvest share from June 2010-we still grow all those things and a June share might look just like that!

Greetings and happy new year!

An interesting thing happened this winter during our trip to Peru. Jason experienced a bout of altitude sickness. But that’s not really the interesting part. The interesting part was that when the doctors treated him and were passing along the various prescription to continue treatment while we traveled, they also gave us nutritional advice. Lists of food “dos” and “don’ts”, so to speak.

Not that we seek medical attention very frequently here in the states, but this is not something we’ve ever experienced here. You present the symptoms, perhaps get a test, receive a diagnosis and a prescription to treat said diagnosis and you’re out of there.

I know this is different for gastro-intestinal diagnoses, but altitude sickness is not as obviously directly related to diet unlike those diagnoses. And I’ve heard rumblings of change on this front happening here in the U.S. Still, it was quite a unique experience for us. And a positive one. After all, it was Hippocrates who said, “Let food be thy medicine and medicine be thy food”, wasn’t it?  

Jumping the gun on our annual semi-retirement

10.26.15

We took the day off today. Even though our annual semi-retirement begins next week, we had to jump the gun. So instead of work, we temporarily turned into my (fully retired) parents. We started the day with a three hour pickleball session, then grabbed some lunch and meandered around thrift stores for a bit. The only difference was that I was shopping for a Halloween costume, while my parents shop for games and clothes for the grandkids. Well, that and my parents are much better at pickleball than me.  

I guess you could say we are a little eager for this annual transition from farmer to semi-retired normal folks. At lunch, we sat around planning our semi-retirement activities. Which days are pickleball days? Should we join the Y or the more local gym? When can I start going to yoga? Don’t forget to re-start our Netflix account. You know…”normal”.  

 

dead

10.19.15



A picture is worth a thousand words.

 

Zen and the art of farming in October

10.12.15

Deconstruction has begun

 

 

Today is the perfect day. After so much rain and gloom, nature has decided to bless us with today. Which is how far out we’re living these days. We’re at the point in our seasonal journey where long projections simply exhaust us and we run into the “I just don’t want to” phenomena. There’s just today. It’s amazing how close Zen and exhaustion really are. Want to live in the moment? Be a farmer in October.

There are still “to do” lists, of course, but we glance at them with a wary eye and find it easier and easier to put forth the procrastination effort. There are very few crises these days. With most of the summer crops gone, their fields turned and cover crops sown, we turn our heads toward winter rest and restoration. Toward the return of a slow daily cycle. We await the inevitable frost with a hands-folded, quiet, monk-like acceptance. We embrace it like a long absent lover.

 

Tumbling Shoals Farm Party

10.8.15

A lovely farm party on what turned out to be a lovely evening

The Trade

9.29.15

We're feeling nearly as soggy as this pokeberry plant


It was the first game of the season. The stakes were high. After “deflate-gate”, the animosity toward the Patriots’ quarterback Tom Brady was at a record high. In fact, Tom Brady nearly unites Jason (a Steelers fan) and Kyle (a Packers fan) in their “common enemy”. And the Steelers were up against the Patriots in a Thursday evening game.  

We don’t have a television, so Jason was headed into town to watch the game when he stopped for gas. This guy approached him with a story. There are plenty of stories out there. This guy’s story was this: he had bussed into town from Winston-Salem to go to court to pay his speeding ticket. It was an expensive ticket, and it was all he could do to gather up the money to do this, but if he didn’t, he’d lose his license. But to his surprise, the court tacked on “court costs” to his amount due, which took all of the money he had. Now, he was stuck in Wilkesboro with no money and no transportation. He needed $17 for a bus ticket back to Winston-Salem.  

Elaborate story aside, many of our knee-jerk reactions are distrust and disbelief. And Jason fell immediately into that pattern. But his last $20 began to burn in his pocket (and he knew I’d buy him a beer), and he started to think about karma and good deeds and all that. And he thought, “if I don’t give this guy this $20 and the Steelers lose, I’m going to blame myself. I’m going to think that the loss is punishment for my greed.” So he turned back and gave the guy $20.  

He was lauded, much appreciated, called an “angel” and all that. And I did buy him a beer. But at least he couldn’t blame himself for the eventual Steelers loss. 

Seasonality

9.14.15

 

We went to pick up cider from McRitchie Winery and Ciderworks for our (shameless plug) chamber of commerce business after hours event this Thursday (on the farm from 5:30p.m. to 7:30p.m.). While there, we tasted the current slate of wines, and chatted with Hannah about the seasonality of wines.  

You see, I’ve always thought of seasonality as happening within a given year. There’s greens season and squash season and tomato season and pepper season, etc. But Patricia McRitchie had just pulled out a few cases of a 2011 wine of theirs which had us reminiscing about the near perfect weather we had that year and what a good year it was for certain grapes. And I realized that we have this kind of seasonality too.  

We’ve noticed that this year has been a good year for “winter” squash flavor, and tomatoes. And that the chilies this season are tending toward the hotter end of their spectrums. And that this wasn’t the year for eggplant but that one of the varieties of sunflowers grew huge this year. It’s the same longer term seasonality, just not one we can preserve in a bottle for several years down the road.  

 

Hero

9.7.15



Shiloh basking in the success of her mower "rescue"

 

“Knowledge is power”. I’ve heard it a zillion times. I’ve even rolled my eyes while witnessing it in action. It always seemed better to just share the information with the other characters—it would make everything easier. At least that’s what I thought until last week.

Our mower quit working. Well, one wheel of the zero turn mower quit turning (which, as it turns out, makes it a 100% turn mower instead of a zero turn). It sat out in the field for two days until I (the resident “mechanic”) could get around to looking at it. I got out the owner’s manual, some oil, and a set of socket wrenches and got to tinkering. Everyone, including me, thought we were going to have to load it up and haul it to the real mechanic. Until “oops”, I suddenly had both wheels not turning. The little light bulb went off and I knew we were back in business. I just undid what I had done times two and voila, I came rolling in to the packing shed the resident hero.

I was basking in the glow of my success: Jason beaming at me, even taking a picture of me rolling in with the mower, and the crew was all smiles and praise. I couldn’t even part with my “shit-eating” grin (where, on earth, did that phrase come from?). Part of me knew I should show them the quick and easy fix so that if it happens again they don’t have to wait for me. But knowledge is power, and glory, and respect and so another part of me just didn’t want them to know the simple truth: that the (very) simple fix came from just tinkering, and not from any knowledge base on my part.

So I’ve come to understand those who withhold information and knowledge at, perhaps, the expense of ease and simplicity. It means someone must depend on them, must need them, and maybe, just maybe, they will get to be the hero.

 

 

A reminder about our upcoming farm events:

September 17th; we’re partnering with the Wilkes Chamber of Commerce to host a business after hours from 5:30p.m. to 7:30p.m. with light refreshments (lots of pepper themed things mid-Sept) and farm tours. Everyone is welcome!  

October 4th; we’re celebrating a great season and the upcoming wind-down as well as Shiloh’s 40th birthday. 3 p.m. until…..there will be live music from Josh Perryman, games, food and fun. Kyle will be cooking up some pork, but bring a dish to share! Plenty of camping spots available and even a couple of cabins will be available! More details will emerge as we finalize plans, but put it on your calendar, it’s going to be lots of fun!    

 

 

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