Grandin Village Farmers Market

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Don’t Forget

Tomorrow –  Saturday – 8 am until Noon

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2017

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May 29th 1976

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Forty-one years ago David and I traveled from Offut AFB To Kansas City, Missouri to see Paul McCartney and Wings.

 

After David planted the October beans he came into the house and told me to go take a picture of the row. He also said to tell him which Beatles song came to his mind when he had finished and if I did not know what he was talking about he had wasted the last forty years. On the way down to the patch,I thought it would be “Penny Lane” because of the green leaves contrasting with the brown dirt. When I arrived I did not see anything that brought a song to mind. After taking the first picture I still had no idea what he was going on about. However, when I stepped back to get a long shot I said “man, that’s a long winding row”.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

West End Community Market

 Today – Tuesday – 3 pm until 6 pm

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What is coming to market?

Beans – Roma flat string-less and a small amount of purple and yellow wax

Root Crops – beets with greens and  Cipollini onions

Tomatoes – small amount of mixed varieties

Cucurbits – mixed varieties of cucumbers and summer squash

Fruits and Berries – Blueberries

 

 

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2017

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Out With The Old And In With The New

 

Farm Journal – week of

June 18 2017 – June 24 2017

Prolog

The Rest of the Crew

The Old farmer, along with his determined wife, his obliging brother and his always witty wife, his preachy brother minus his aloof wife, the barefooted woman of the valley and hillside and David and I made up the core of the farm crew.  However, especially during peach and apple harvest, others would join us.

There was the old family friend who lived about a mile down the road. He would derive great pleasure watching my young son run after the metal picking buckets that accidentally rolled down the steep hillside cling and clang, spinning and leaping until they got stuck in the barbed wire fence that separated the pasture from the orchard. Occasionally, to the delight of the others, he would start a bucket down the bumpy slope on purpose and they all watched and laughed as my son raced after it.

Another regular, a younger man who lived in the valley, would make his way up the mountain to help with the apple harvest in the fall.  He kept us entertained, while we worked, with hilarious stories from a black man’s perspective about family, work and the bygone days.

Occasionally, a new face would appear with romantic notions about farming. Once, David was training a young family man to be a farm manager. After a few days of farm work, while up in a tree with David picking fruit, he determined he had left his car lights on and went down the hill to turn them off and was never seen again. Another young woman who bragged about her farming experience and declared that she should be running the place only lasted one day of apple picking.

The old farmer never had a shortage of help. Besides the farm crew, his daughter and son-in-law who lived up the hill and worked full time jobs always helped when they could and there were numerous other family members and friends who occasionally stopped by to work a day or two just to help out or for pocket change.

 

 

 

 

David Dug up all the garlic and set it in front of the barn to dry. Later he moved it into the barn to finished.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After removing the garlic he filled the patch with Derby beans.

 

He also harvest all the cabbage and put it in storage and prepared that bed for two rows of beans.

First he planted this long row of  Octobers.

 

The space next to it is for the, not quite ready, roma beans.

 

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The black-eye peas are ready to be trellised so David put in the stakes for the strings.

 

 

 

 

Grandin Village Farmers Market

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Today – Saturday – 8 am until Noon

 

 

What is coming to market?

Beans – a few purple and yellow wax

Brassicas – Stonehead cabbage

Tomatoes – a few mixed varieties

Cucurbits – mixed varieties of cucumbers and summer squash

Root Crops – beets with greens, Tropeana onions and garlic scapes

Fruits and Berries – Blueberries

 

 

 

 

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2017

wanted paper rolls and yogurt cups 

 

 

West End Community Market

 Today – Tuesday – 3 pm until 6 pm

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Lettuce Leaf Basil

What is coming to market?

Beans – small amount of purple and yellow wax

Root Crops – beets with greens and  spring onions

Brassicas – Stonehead cabbage

Cucurbits – mixed varieties of cucumbers and summer squash

Fruits and Berries – Blueberries

Herbs – fresh Lettuce Leaf basil and dill

 

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2017

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The Crew – The Barefoot Woman of the Fields

 

Farm Journal – week of

June 11 2017 – June 17 2017

Prolog 

She grew up in the next valley over. She survived the ravages of the polio epidemic, but some in her family were not as fortunate. She developed a strong work ethic by helping to take care of her family and doing farm chores.  When she moved to our valley, where she settled with her husband, her father’s name helped to get her a job at the farm. She was very pragmatic. After a rain storm, one would find her working in the fields barefoot, to keep from muddying her shoes.

After putting in a full day up at the farm, she would return to the valley to care for her husband and her home. A large part of her home chores, during the growing season, was canning. She loved putting up the season’s bounty and was very proud of her impressive larder.

She was a loving and faithful employee for many years. After the old farmer passed, she helped to care for his ailing wife until she succumbed six months later.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This week David tilled the area for the sweet potatoes.

Then he raked the dirt into mounds

 

 

 

 

 

He dug up the plants from the growing bed

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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and planted them out.

 

 

Grandin Village Farmers Market

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Today– Saturday – 8 am until Noon

 

 

What is coming to market?

Beans – Contender – string-less

Brassicas – Stonehead cabbage

Greens – Swiss Chard

Root Crops – beets with greens and Tropeana onions

Fruits and Berries – Blueberries

 

 

 

 

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2017

wanted paper rolls and yogurt cups 

 

 

The Crew – The Preachers

 

Farm Journal – week of

June 4  2017 – June 10 2017

Prolog 

The old farmer for whom we worked, back in the late seventies and early eighties, came from a big farm family, several boys and two girls. During the season, especially at harvest, two of his brothers, both preachers, would make their way up the mountain to help out.

The kind, easy-going, amiable brother usually brought his good-natured wife. Although they both had health issues, they both worked long and hard without complaint.

The youngest brother, on the other hand, was a holier than thou preacher who preferred to operate the farm machinery than to get down from his high horse and labor on the ground with the underlings and who, camouflaging his arrogance with pseudo piety, was very longwinded when it came to saying grace before a community meal prepared by the participants and served in the farmer’s house. This preacher’s wife was rarely seen at the farm, but would always make an appearance at the end of season celebratory meal, which was usually held at a local restaurant where the old farmer footed the entire bill.

Since the preacher’s wife worked full-time for a major corporation, it was understandable that she was not part of the farm crew. Her participation at special dinners, however, was met with eye rolls and quips from her female in-laws as she sat there, haughty and stiffed back, referring to her husband as “The Reverend” and projecting herself as the long suffering wife of a man who has to beg for a living and performs mundane chores for his brother. It was quite evident that she considered herself to be the better of everyone in the room, including her husband.

Her husband was a major pompous ass.  Nonetheless, since we all incurred his wife’s disdain, he was our pompous ass and aside from the smirks, side glances and groans when he made pious proclamations, he was liberally tolerated by the crew.

 

 

 

This week David cleaned up and tilled the former onion bed.

 

Then he planted black-eyed peas.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He also put bird netting over the blueberry bushes.

 

West End Community Market

Don’t Forget

 Tomorrow – Tuesday – 3 pm until 6 pm

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—see side panel for directions – click on address for map

2017