June 22

A couple rough days for me.

Monday should have been a recovery day after a wedding and lots of family fun, but instead, I was on the road at 5:50 a.m. on my way back to the farm.

After lots and lots of weeding, we did lots and lots of planting. After dinner, and a short bit of reading, I hit the sack early.

Today started better, as it should after nine hours of sleep! Tuesday is CSA packing day. All the produce gets harvested, cleaned, portioned out and boxed up for delivery tomorrow. Green onions (10 for full-size shares, 5 for half-size), radishes (2 bunches/1 bunch), garlic scapes (4/2), salad greens (12 oz/6 oz), kale (2 handfuls/1 handful), turnips (1-1/2 lbs/3/4 lbs.) and their greens (2 large bunches/1 large bunch), and peas to the full-size shares only (about 1-1/4 lbs.). There are 18 full size shares and 50 half-shares.

All that went well, but just as the temps started soaring, we were back out in the field putting seedlings out before more rain comes tonight. Making myself do things like that will be the hardest for me, when I am doing this for ourselves. I can feel the sun beating down on the back of my neck, despite my straw hat. I've long since given up trying to figure out if that tickling down my spine is sweat running down, or a bug crawling on me. There's clumps of dirt and rock in my shoes. The dirt is too dry and hard to kneel on, so I'm bending over and over and over to plant these little buggers. Or, you squat down, plant the three you can reach, get up, move two feet, squat down, plant the three you can reach. The gnats are incessant. The water in my bottle is hot, even though I refilled it right before we came out. I keep asking myself if I'll get used to it by the time August comes.

Hopefully the motivation will come to me even when I know I've already got 2 rows of broccoli growing like gangbusters, but I want another succession of it.