There really is no time like the present. And, the Present never last. A fleeting sort of time frame, and in most cases filled to overflowing with activity.

Since one toddler is plugged into the TV and contented, currently devoid of needs and the other one, still more baby than toddler (but dont tell him that) is quite in his nappy-time, I figure I have a few minutes in this Now, to blog about farming.

Sooo much has gone down lately it is hard to know where to begin. Time flies super sonic in spring and summer.

What has been planted? Good question. Without looking at our notes I will just list what comes to my tierd brain.

Potatoes: Five rows, each approx. 95 feet, of, I think three differnt varities.

Broccolli, Cauliflower, Kale, Cabbage, a green one and a purple one, Peas, beets, turnips, Mesclun, Lettuce, Spinach, Carrots, ...Well, looks like that is all I can think of presently.

What else has been added to the farm is ten rams. Pasturing at the Crooked Furrow for a few months to help with the mowing. The more they munch the tall grass the less we have to operate the tractor in the pasture.

Like I said; the Present is fleeting...

One of the presents my wife birthed for us is calling. Oh now two of them are in need again.

The moon is always out, errm well, at least part of it

The moon is out whenever Farmer Drew is in the field...


What does that mean? Any takers?