Tuesday, March 6, 2018

Let the market share sign-ups begin!

Hi friends!  Between pots of tea and reveling in our first fresh salads of the spring I have finally managed to post information about Fairmeadow's Summer and Fall Market Shares for the 2018 season!  Things will work very similarly to last year - with one exciting difference being we're starting back at The Market in London earlier this time around (sometime in May...yay!), so will be able to share the goodness tumbling out of the garden with you over a longer season.  AND!  At long last, we also have some extra cushy growing space offered by our two caterpillar tunnels in the field.  Many of you will know how long and patiently this farmer has waited to be able to have tunnels again.  Sooooooooo long and sooooooooo patiently.  While there have been both minor missteps and major catastrophes in Fairmeadow's last five relatively nomadic years, it remains a miracle -for which I will be forever grateful- that somehow, without even one square foot of plastic covered field tunnel, we have grown as much food as we have, often right into January.  I just cannot even fathom what we should be able to do with two of these beauties.

The snow has for the most part melted since I took this photo, although we've had a gentle dusting again this afternoon.  Enough that the kitten-kitten opted to come inside and nap while I type.  I seeded some podding peas last Thursday, and the first round of green things on Saturday (scallions, swiss chard, kale, little lettuces, and bok choy).  Being the clever feline that she is, it didn't take her long to realize this means the seedling heat mats have been turned back on....her favourite place to doze when they're warm.  While I am overjoyed that everything is sprouting already, kitten is a little put out that she's been relegated once again to her mat in front of the wood stove so she doesn't crush the precious plants.  Life is just so hard sometimes.

I have clearly taken a very notable break from writing regularly in this space, but I do hope sometime to get back to it.  In truth I've been having a years long internal debate about social media use in general - even for the farm, let alone for myself ... just how to engage with it in a way that doesn't bring out my absolute worst tendencies as a human person.

One of the things that most drew me to community supported agriculture was directly participating in reconnecting people with their food ...and to reconnect the hands and heads and hearts of the people that both grow it and eat it...like, in person, best case scenario right smack dab in the middle of the dirt.  I think being able to share our words and worlds as easily as we can with each other can be so powerfully good, but its also just so, so easy to curate our lives online as well, so that the lens through which we see each other becomes completely distorted.  Its all the hard things that can get left behind, and I think that fosters a lot of unhelpful insecurity and doubt, at least for me, a solidly insecure and self-doubting person.  Not to mention we're giving over a lot of ourselves to the entities that facilitate the sharing, which makes me a little nervous too.        

While I continue to mull it all over, and figure out some better ground rules for myself, Fairmeadow might just continue to be the tiny farm with the antiquated blog and nonexistent social media presence.  I'm okay with that for the moment (because the vegetables themselves should count for a lot, shouldn't they....I mean can you really be nourished without actually eating them?), although I do want so much to try telling the story of this farm as it keeps on trying to grow into itself.  In the meantime, I hope that I'll get to see many of your wonderful faces, in person, before too long.

And p.s. To my beloved Torontonian members of years past, I really am trying to figure out if I can once again get some veggies to the city for you this fall.  Keep an eye out for a non-savvy email about that at some point.  ;O)     

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