Transitions

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Lots has happened in the span of time since I last posted, least of which, last season my career as a farmworker ended with an injury.  After going through a brief period of mourning, which included a small identity crisis, I began the work of healing and (belatedly) developing new ways of doing the activities I love in a more mindful way. Our body wisdom has so much to teach us, if only we take the time to listen. I'm so grateful for the many practitioners who dedicate themselves to guiding us in that process! 

I'm also fortunate to have supportive family and community that encourage me in this transition, whatever that looks like. And because of that, I still had an amazing garden this season, and have focused lots of energy on growing Season's Gleanings as well. 

As summer ends, and we welcome autumn, I find myself with a new website (what a journey!), a wholesale Etsy shop, and the anticipation that the hard work of accomplishing those goals will bring about growth for my business!

I am also renewing my commitment to regularly post on my blog, sharing whatever's currently happening in the garden and kitchen, along with what's inspiring me as I dream up new designs for Season's Gleanings.

 

As October begins, our garden still provides an abundance of ingredients for our meals, as well as many elements for my card designs. It's a sort of hybrid array of the last of summer's offerings, alongside the crops that were planted later, waiting in the wings to be the new stars of the show. With plenty of harvesting and processing to finish as garden cleanup commences, the shorter days urge us to make the most of every sublime ray of sunlight, to savor each infinitesimal moment of it.  

Knowing that the peak of available crops will soon be limited, and with a traffic jam of ideas for card designs still in my head, I decided to head to the Bellingham Farmer's Market last weekend to explore some fresh possibilities. It was a glorious time of reconnecting with farmers while heaping my basket full of edible designing prospects!

Planning a card or print design involves not only what will be needed for spelling out a message, but also requires the right light,and fairly dry conditions without too much wind. Even a light breeze wreaks havoc with delicate blossoms and backdrop fabrics. So it can be a somewhat stressful waiting game with semi perishable things that don't take kindly to being stored for long. 

Luckily for me, the weather gods smiled kindly down the past several days, allowing me to complete two new designs, despite the rainy forecast that had been predicted! Next will come the phase of choosing which new designs will be included in the fall lineup as I go to the printers...

As I finished up the last design, and found myself with a camera in my hand, I took a stroll around to photograph the transition from summer to fall. I am one of those people who stubbornly resists the end of each season right up until the moon cycle makes it official. ESPECIALLY summer. And although I've finally accepted that autumn has begun, there's something about the last day of September that really brings it home. Farewell summer!

Still waiting...

Weather wise,we've had a sampling of everything over the past few weeks, (except for sunshine.)

The surrounding native plants and trees seem to be budding and blooming, but if veggies aren't in a greenhouse, they are just sitting there shivering.

The transplants of spinach,kabouli beans, broccoli raab, and cabbages haven't changed in 2 weeks, I swear. The peas are growing, but not as fast as they usually do. The last of the overwintered spinach came out of the cold frame this weekend, enjoyed the

first handful of arugula,the cutting lettuce is just about ready. And I'm tucking the next lettuce in there instead of outside. It's the end of April! I want salad! Every day.

Started work at the farm this week, but we weren't harvesting buckets-ful of asparagus, as we typically would be by now.

Since the weeds don't care if the sun's out,  we spent 4 hours a day on our knees crawling down row after row of asparagus beds, getting a jump on those tiny little bindweed forests before they take hold and begin their strangulation of the spears.We had plenty of encounters with thistle, quack grass, horsetail and dandelion as well, the thrill of pulling occasional foot long unbroken roots breaking up the monotony of the work. I won the prize for the week though, with a horsetail root taller than me! (Imagine the 'fish was THIS big' pose here!)

So for now we only dream about the taste of the season's first asparagus, gazing longingly at California food blog pictures of luscious asparagus recipes, because here in northwest Washington, we're still waiting.