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In a land and time far away, fall was my favorite season. Cooler weather, cozy clothes, the approaching holidays. Bryon and I opted to marry in October ten years ago, where burnt orange, home-grown pumpkins, and succulents in terra cotta featured prominently. We did most of the work ourselves in our backyard, and it was perfectly imperfect.
Then here we are today…
Read moreMaybe it started with visits to Vicksburg, where my Nana and I would gobble up tomatoes on Saltine’s and where I would drink her spaghetti sauce from a small mug, too impatient to wait for noodles. Flash forward a couple decades to my cramming far too many tomato plants into one raised bed...
Read moreThis year fall held on as long as it could with warmish days and many plants eeking out every last possible fruit. I was able to pick tomatoes, peppers, and eggplant into late October, a first since we moved here. But now the rains have marched in and so has the cold, and as the calendar flipped to November, I realized we haven’t written in a while. We’ve had a lot going on, including changes here on the farm.
Read moreIf you had observed me in the garden and row crop section over the last month or so, you might have dubbed me a stalker. I’ve been roaming the rows, peaking through leaves, examining fruit for growth and change in color, pruning lower branches and snipping excess flowers. Now my obsession has started to pay off, as we are finally(!) reaping the fruits of our labor.
Read moreWith every new adventure, I feel more like a “real” farmer. For milestones with our animals, farming feels rawest when the task is hard.
Read moreIn this, the first fall after our first full summer here at Star & Sparrow, I have been striving to capture as much of our bounty as possible.
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