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Chris Farley moments happen

Posted 4/27/2010 6:38am by Shiloh Avery.
2010 strawberries in tunnel
Very happy strawberry plants under their big umbrella in the hoop house

Jason with master gardeners in tomato tunnel
Jason trying to scare the master gardener tour with his monster impression (in the hoophouse with tomatoes!)


Remember last year?  Good, me neither.  I can barely even remember the winter where I sat next to the woodstove pouring over seed catalogues.  And here we are, greenhouse overflowing, the very beginning of the fruits of that thought growing in the fields.  It is sort of like that, the farming process.  It all begins with a thought which slowly, through time and tending, manifests into the delightful flavors we all know and love.  Of course, the whole thing beginning with my thoughts can be a bit problematic sometimes.  I, for one, love to think in the winter.  I adore it.  Sitting around in my slippers by the fire, dreaming up grandiose things for the gardens.  Thinking is all I have to do then.  But thinking now?  Forget about it!  The spring scramble allows for only so much thought and usually, it’s “what’s for dinner?”  So in all this manifesting madness, I failed to remember that I had adjusted my planting dates according to the assumption that our third hoop house would be bursting at the seams with the early crops about now and that I wouldn’t want the outside field crops to be ready at the same time.  I just forgot to remember this eentsy little fact when the last snow came and we realized that we weren’t going to be able to erect the third hoop house in time for the planting of said early crops.  I may be dating myself, but I’m calling this my Chris Farley moment.  Remember him from Saturday Night Live, um, a while back?  He played that character that always slapped his forehead saying, “Stupid!”  Well, this was that moment for me.


Sooooo…even though mother nature has  been extremely kind to us this year, speeding things up quite a bit, I’m about a week later than I meant to be during all my thinking and dreaming.  Expect abundance from us, but just a week or two late.  (insert sheepish grin here)




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