All this rain and no thunder. Seems the world craves a noisy storm amidst too much quiet rain just like it craves any rain in a drought.
I have so much I want to share and much of it is in the form of photographs. I have to say, and you may notice, they don't flow. As I so accurately predicted, we are flat out here most of our days and I feel like I barely have the brain capacity to think of anything besides where the ducks go next and how much yogurt does the Belfast Coop need. Amoungst so many other business related thoughts. But a beautiful scene often manages to break though the farm focus to make itself known. And sometime I am equipped with a camera. Here are many of those moments from the past month or so, disjointed though they may be.
Eli meets the cows. Adoration ensues.
For when on the road: apples, a sturdy bag, and fresh flowers.
From now on I'll always plant potatoes at twilight under the moon. Seems like the only way.
There are always many people behind our efforts. And if not behind, more often than not, by our sides.
The house garden is taking its time, but the jewel weed is coming in strong.
Our little market table. Doesn't look like much but we pack alot of good food. Come visit us at the Lincolnville Farmer's Market on Saturdays from 9-12.
The newest addition to our menagerie. Straight outta the dairy barn.
The view out our window. sheep shorn and doing good work on our yard.
one long black plastic road. squash to come.
birthday love from Andy.
sweet potato staging area
Really he is thrilled to be putting slips in the ground.
wee barn cats. Free for the taking.
Scenes from spencer's shop. harvest of kale for market. And the view from the top down across our garden. Its just about full-we'll put in some more rounds of successional crops and a crop of brassicas for the fall, but other than that at this point we have weeding and harvesting.