We Give Up.

This year we have zero apples or pears on the trees, there were no strawberries, and I only picked two containers of black raspberries (compared to last year’s, roughly, thirty).  Is it because of the weather?  The early Spring and the fact that the blossoms were blown off the trees too soon?  The shortage of honey bees, or no honey bees because there were no blossoms?

Also, we’ve been here for six years and have yet to have a decent tomato crop.  We’ve dealt with tomato worms, tomato blight, spindly plants that didn’t produce much fruit, and one year, the wrong seeds in the packet.  This year I’m not sure what will happen.  Our plants are gorgeous – tall, fat stems, plants full of deep green leaves, tons of tomatoes… but the first one that turned red, rotted.  And I don’t understand why?  It had been really dry for weeks, we were careful with the watering, because I think in the past we’ve watered too much… We give up.  Thankfully, we are not farmers and we don’t depend on produce for a living.  Next time you see a farmer, give him/her a BIG FAT hug.


Living Like Barn Animals

The leaves are definitely past peak, but despite the recent rain and wind, the colorful leaves are still hanging on.  Factor in the fabulous sunny, warm weather we’ve had in October, and this year’s apple bounty… and I’d say it has been a perfect Fall so far.

Perfect that is until the snow flurries arrive in the hill country (that’s us) later this week.  I think last year’s first snow was November 8th, but this feels way too early – our fields aren’t even hayed yet.  Our goal was to not turn on the heat until November 1… but as I sit here on my computer in this 60° house, with cup of hot tea, a blanket and a hot water bottle, I realize it may be time to give up this barn animal existence and turn on the heat.