Summer - the period of finest development, perfection, or beauty previous to any decline: the summer of life.
A very romantic definition of summer, yet you have to admit that summer is pretty sweet! Our windows are open 24/7. We wake up to birds singing every morning. We sweat. Ah yes, we sweat! There's not much time to write, cause this is our season to "do." Late night dates consist of weeding and watering at Lynea's school gardens. Thankfully she's trained 2 teens to take over watering duty. As for my city farm job, we jammin'! Don't wanna speak too soon, lest our tomatoes fall sick to disease, but we've had a great spring harvest of lettuce, kale, arugula, swiss chard, and radishes. Here's a few photos as proof:
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My co-worker manning our booth at the Farmer's Market. |
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Lynea has been working with Doc's Fresh Camp students, teaching in the garden. Did I mention she can teach like none other! |
Planting up the school garden.
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Lettuce grows in rows at my farm. |
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Cleaning radishes. |
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Only had 6 rows planted at this site last year. This year we have 42! It's been hand to the shovel and sore to the back. |
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Planting pole beans. |
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Harvesting kale. |
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Swiss chard, kale, radishes, school bus. |
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Variety of radishes called Easter Egg. |
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Popping in Swiss Chard starts. |
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