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December 12, 2017



What’s in this Week’s Veggie Box:

Lettuce, Spinach, Kohlrabi, Dandelion, Butternut Squash, Broccoli and Bok Choy

FRUIT BAG: Lemons, Dried Tomatoes, Grapefruit, Mandarins


Holidays Dates & Specials

Special Orders Delivered TODAY Dec 12

CSA Holiday Gifts

1 CSA Box Special

Includes Fruit and Veggies $35.00-this box will be delivered to your location on the last delivery of the season December 19th-let us know by Monday morning December 18th

6 Week CSA Special-for new members

Starting Jan 16 for $100 our special winter deliveries for 6 weeks of veggies. This special offer also includes a weekly loaf of artisan bread and Edible Pedal delivery to the midtown area for free.


No CSA deliveries

Next week is our last delivery for the year

December 26, 30 and January 2, 6


This Week on the Farm


             Adjustment.  That is the word for today’s newsletter, and this is a tale of adjustment.  Some days are just that way.  Saturday was like that.  Thank God for Sunday.


            Saturday is always a busy day for us, centered around the Davis Farmer’s Market, CSA deliveries to Woodland and Davis, and often, produce deliveries to Davis and Sacramento.  This last Saturday Annie also had a wreath class to give at the Seka Hills Tasting Room.  On this particular Saturday Zach, Nicole and Nolan, who often help at the Market were treating themselves to a weekend in Las Vegas Grand National Rodeo.  Alison, usually available for helping make the various ends meet, was firmly planted south of Santiago, Chile for a couple of weeks climbing active volcanoes, learning the Eskimo roll in  a kayak, and looking through the shops and cafes for coffee that is not instant.  Meanwhile Annie’s Mom May, returning after dark from a doctor’s appointment in Davis and anxious to get back in our house, stumbled on the porch, sat down hard on the concrete, and earned herself an ambulance ride to Kaiser Hospital in Vacaville on Wednesday with a cracked pelvis.  So there May was Saturday anxious, and impatient to get out on Saturday morning.  Claire tweaked her back during the week, was in considerable pain, had an appointment for a look-see on Saturday morning in Davis, but would be helping to set up the Market stall first.


            Pretty tight, pretty tight.  But not terribly unlike many other Saturday mornings in our career as small family farmers.  Collect all available resources, portion out the tasks, stretch everybody a little bit, and at the end of the day or the week or the season,  either sit and marvel that all tasks were accomplished or call and ask for forgiveness.  Amazingly, usually the former case prevails.  So Friday night we put our heads together and came up with a plan to be in all places necessary at the appointed times.  Of course, it was an impossible schedule but routine.  Annie, thinking ahead,  made sure that Tree Kilpatrick, the one self-professed “Professional” (with a capital P) marketer in our group, would be in place to help set up.  7AM is early but not impossible for Tree.  Claire carried the Woodland CSA boxes home on Friday night, knowing that in the cool weather, they would be fine on the porch.  I took May a newspaper and a candy bar and gave her the news of the day while Annie finished up evergreen wreath orders for her Saturday morning to the Coops.


            Saturday morning came.  As I finished loading the van, Claire and Tree were rising, Annie was preparing produce for the run to Sacramento, and May lay in bed after a long and sleepless night.  Van loaded, check.  Davis CSA delivery, check.  To the market, right on time.  Tree arrives, we set up the stand and Claire arrives to set up her beautiful value added section, 8 o’clock we’re ready, check.  Then…..phone call from Annie:  Oh no, flat tire on our farm delivery vehicle, sometimes doubling as a 2001 Volvo sedan.  On the phone, we reassess.  Nothing but a doughnut in the spare tire compartment, not useful for carrying the produce order to Sacramento.  Nearest tire repair is Woodland, too far for our schedule.  I stop in the middle of the market to think it over.  Finally, nothing to do but take the van from the market, drive home, leave the van for Annie to take to the class, go to Woodland, repair tire, drive to Annie’s class, leave Volvo, take van, drive home load up for Sacramento delivery, call to apologize for being late to delivery hours, drive to Sacramento, drop off delivery, apologize again for being late (they are looking at each other and thinking, “It’s ok, does this guy ever stop apologizing?”), and drive back to the Farmer’s Market in time to see Tree and Claire sitting alone amidst a pile of stand paraphernalia.  So, in spite of it all….you know, “For want of a tire the car was lost, for want of a car the delivery was…..well, it all came out ok, and the world didn’t end.  All because of “adjustment”.  So delivery, check.  Farmer’s market finished, check.  Annie completes a wonderful wreath teaching class, check.  Van home, Claire and Tree home, Volvo home, Annie and Jeff home, check.  Another set of stories to tell the grandchildren, check.  Finally after the adjustments of the day, into the Volvo Annie and I go, we are off to the hospital to listen to May’s stories of the day, and to tell her ours.  It is not a boring life!  I hope we aren’t late today, but this was fun.  Until next week on the Farm, Jeff.


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