Visitors bring first frost
This past weekend was a time
of endings and beginnings. A heavy frost (nearly a killing
freeze) marked the last of the summer produce Saturday morning, and I
chopped up some of our final homegrown onions to enjoy in a chicken
soup with friends.
It was great to welcome Shannon back to the farm, and to
meet Dawn (and their well-travelled dog Downey). We sent them on
their way with oilseed radish seeds to try in their clay soil, and they
left us some Malabar spinach seeds, since the plant has thrived in
their Louisiana heat.
Now that they're safely
home with their rabbits, we can expect to hear more
from our southern correspondents soon. (Yes, Shannon, that was a
hint.)
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About us: Anna Hess and Mark Hamilton spent over a decade living self-sufficiently in the mountains of Virginia before moving north to start over from scratch in the foothills of Ohio. They've experimented with permaculture, no-till gardening, trailersteading, home-based microbusinesses and much more, writing about their adventures in both blogs and books.
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It is always a joy to share the warmth of homemade soup with friends. There is such a good feeling of accomplishment when you have successfully raised and harvested the foods that fill your table and larder.
The extra benefit of experiencing the first hard frost with friends is a blessing in your day.
I look foreward to sharing many more days with you.