May Flowers

Josh woke up the interns this morning shouting, “If you want to witness the miracle of birth get outside right now!” They stumbled outside as Biscuit, the oldest of the three goats on the farm, struggled to give birth. With a little help from the farmers, about 15 minutes later she had a new kid, a boy! We named him Cliff and he joined May, daughter of Rudy, born on May 1. May (or May May) was a very pleasant surprise, as we were uncertain whether any of the goats would be giving birth this year.

Biscuit and her newborn, Cliff
Cliff

May, the goat born on May Day, stands next to her aunt Vanessa in the willow patch.

May, the goat born on May Day, stands next to her aunt Vanessa in the willow patch.

The cement truck was scheduled to come at 9 am today, and at 7:30 the sky was looking dark and a cold drizzle was starting soak into everything, making the prospects for laying cement in the packing shed today grim. But, the rain stopped, and by the time the trucks arrived, the sky was clear. Most of us had never helped lay even a small bit of cement before, let alone a 30 foot by 40 foot slab. Things only started to go more smoothly when Todd the Cement Truck Guy (not his real name) lent his expertise at every step of the way! We now have a real smooth and (almost) flat cement floor in the packing shed!

Cement Truck
Laying the Cement
Smoothing the Cement

It’s spring, so we’re always planting things or thinking about planting things. In the past week, cabbage, broccoli, 3 varieties of lettuce, collards and kale have made their way into the field. One half of the greenhouse now houses 6 rows of tomatoes which means you might see some tomatoes in your boxes as early as the second week of July. From seeds planted in the field the weekend before last, we noticed little sprouts from spinach and snap peas, and made sure to step around them as we picked up rocks.

The field
Red Oak Lettuce
Watering the tomatoes
Broccoli + Rock = Rockoli

Ah, rock picking. Turnip Rock was named for these ubiquitous stones (every time with dig in the ground we “turn-up-rock”). Each time we want to plant in the field, we have to get these rocks out of the way, which means slowly following a tractor and lifting rocks into the loader bucket and then doing it again. A day of planting usually requires a half day of picking up rocks that range from softball sized (“field stones”) to double or triple basketball sized (“accent boulders”). The glaciers that scraped our field flat left these to burp out of the fertile soil every spring when the ground gets soft enough again. So it’s something that has to be done every year, to an extent, but since this is the first time they’ve been picked since anyone knows when, here’s to hoping they aren’t really as plentiful next year.

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