October through February
are our primary visiting seasons due to farm constraints the rest of the
year. Of these months, the first and the last are the best for
trips because weather is mild enough that the chickens don't need extra
care and the house can survive without a wood fire, but the garden isn't
nipping at my heels. Soon, our first chicks will be hatching and
I'll want to be on hand in case they have trouble for the next couple of
months, and after that the weeds will be growing a mile a minute, then
the garden produce will be begging to be preserved. I rarely feel
called to leave the farm at any season, but soon even those urges will
be stilled.
Which is all a long way of explaining why we slipped away this weekend to visit my father and attend the South Carolina Organic Growing Conference.
More photos and tidbits from the trip in later posts --- today I'm just
sharing a photo of Mom's visit last weekend when Huckleberry clearly
ruled the roost.