Potatoes are looking good, all weeded and hilled, around seven weeks after going in. There’s been a Colorado potato beetle watch on for the last few days, the little guys are out in some force this year, more than in the last couple, although not a major problem so far. Control is time-consuming (what isn’t ! :) but easy: they tend to congregate conveniently on the topmost leaves, munching away, so we pick them or shake ’em off into a small bucket of water. A simple end.
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Potatoes from next door
As the season picks up, I’ve been thinking a lot about…how short it is. Around here, we only have four months between last and first average frost dates, which means five months of fresh local veggies (six on the outside). This bothers me. Is eating locally-grown just a seasonal, novelty act…then it’s back to the supermarket for the rest of the year? I have all kinds of daydreams and plans for extending the season, most of them somewhat expensive and involved, like a large root cellar for a year-round supply. One of the things I have been doing, and decided today to make more…formal this year, is recommending customers to other local growers who offer things I don’t. For example, two spaces down at the market is a family farm, mother, father, daughter growing several acres of potatoes (in the pic, at last Saturday’s market they had stored spuds for eating and growing). It’s not a big operation, but they do offer 50lb bags in fall, a quantity I can’t provide at this point. I figure, anything that makes it easier for people to eat what they want, like truly local food, is…good! No tiny farm grows alone!!
Potatoes and people
Finishing off the potato planting. Sherry is a second year CSA member, Brian a regular customer at the farmers’ market. They both approached me to get into the field for a bit, and it fit with the People Year on this tiny farm. It’s fun and it’s tricky. Each little step away from the ultra simple model of just me and the field brings on more considerations along with whatever the improvement—in this case, the basic pleasure of sharing work that’s fun to do!
For the main fieldwork jobs, I want to provide compensation. Of course, with cheap supermarket produce prices setting the standard, farm work is…real low paying. I’ve given it some thought in the last few weeks, and it doesn’t make sense to me to run a small farm based mainly on volunteer work, it doesn’t sound all that…sustainable. Still, volunteering is common with small organic farms (and I signed up for WWOOF this year). Anyhow, my plan so far is to divide work into the absolutely necessary and the not so critical. For example, maintaining the herb and flower beds in pristine condition is not something I’d do, basic care is what I have time for, but it’d be great to have volunteers do that. Things like timely seeding, cultivation and harvest are…central. These, I really want to pay for if I can’t do it myself. I’m working it out. How it unfolds this year will be interesting!! (I guess that’s what BIG farm families were for! :)
Potatoes go in
Gold Rush potatoes, ready to be buried. Potatoes are yet another work in progress, as I experiment with simpler, better ways to grow ’em at my particular hand-tended scale. This year’s seeding method: use hoe to make shallow trenches, drop potatoes every 18″ or so (more spaced this time than the usual 12″), walk down each trench stepping them in with ball of foot, fill in trench. Quite relaxing! The selection this year is basic, the usual: Gold Rush, Norland, Yukon Gold, 300 pounds (136 kg) in all.
Fuller share
By mid-August, the CSA shares are nearing their peak. Here we have eggplant, carrots (including a new purple addition, Purple Haze), onions, beets, potatoes, yellow beans, summer squash, tomatoes, rosemary, plus salad mix out of sight. Still waiting on melons, winter squash, main season broccoli, fall cauliflower. And there’s more! :)
First potato
The first potato plants are popping up. This is Gold Rush, saved from last season. The dirt on the leaves was splashed up by the pounding rain that came with yesterday’s thunderstorm.
Spuds arrive
A small load of seed potatoes just delivered off a very large truck! 350lbs of Norland, Yukon Gold, Gold Rush, Purple Chief. (The boxes holding the bags are from Holland, not the potatoes.)