This is the penultimate week of the main season harvest share! Congratulations! You have been eating healthy, local, organic vegetables for 17 weeks! You should be proud of yourselves. You can continue all the way until Thanksgiving if you like, with the purchase of a fall share, available now, but in more limited quantity (we just don't grow as much in the fall), so get registered now!
While a few of the summer things hold on into October, we're headed back into a greener season. You can expect in your fall share cooking greens like kale, chard and collards (unless you rated them "not for me", then you'll never even know they exist!), salad fixings like more lettuce, of course, but also arugula, radishes, and turnips. Napa cabbage, broccoli, and cauliflower. Scallions, celery, carrots, and bok choy. Sweet potatoes, ginger, turmeric. We'll see if our friends at Creeksong Farm in Ashe County will want to harvest us some Irish potatoes for the fall again (with cooler summers, they're better able to grow potatoes for fall up there).
Don't forget you can turn your vacation holds into credits for the fall share, but I have to do it manually, so let me know if you'd like to do that and I'll gather your credits and make you a coupon code to use toward the fall share.
Waxing poetic:
I had a dream the other night. It was fully adorned with all the silly strange thickness of dreams, but I think it bore a bit of a lesson too. In said dream, I was a farmer. That much seems reasonable. But a customer called and wanted a coffee and to purchase a muffin. Being the “yes” person that I am, I complied. Or at least I tried to.
I put the muffin on a plate and made it presentable, poured the coffee into a paper cup, but I had no lid. No worries, it wasn’t far to the customer’s office where I would deliver the goods. But in true dreamlike fashion, the short jaunt turned epic. I got distracted while waiting for the elevator (one person at a time in the elevator, so it was a long wait) and absentmindedly set down the muffin somewhere. Then, when I finally got a place in the elevator, I spilled the coffee, only to arrive on the customer’s floor with only a half a cup of now cold coffee in hand.
Sigh. I think I should probably stick to farming. And sometimes, the answer just shouldn’t be “yes”.
