February 28, 2017
What is in the VEGGIE BOX, Salad Mix, Chard, Cilantro, Oranges, Beets, Cabbage, and Radishes
Welcome to Spring Quarter!
Please do make sure that we have your order correct, go over the check list and get back to us if there are problems.
NEW QUARTER CHECK LIST
ü Is your name on the list for your order?
ü If your name is not on the list PLEASE DO NOT PICK UP A BOX- we did not pack one for you.
ü If you think your name should be on the list and is not, call us at 530-787-3187
ü Do we have your order correct? If not give us a call
ü If next to your name it says MESS, it means we gave you a call and have not heard from you, we would like to know your intensions-we did make you
a box for this week only and if we do not hear from you we will discontinue your order for the quarter.
ü Is your phone number correct, if not let us know
ü Check your name off of each separate list when you pick up your produce, so we know who forgot their box and can give you a call.
ü Are you getting the newsletter via e-mail if not send us your address (firstname.lastname@example.org)
This Week on the Farm
The flowers are starting this week, usually I wait for a month to make sure our flowers are going strong, but I decided then you miss out on the tulips and the first of spring. So today the bouquets are not large, but they are definitely the show of spring. It’s still three weeks away from the calendar first day of Spring, but with the Capay Valley Almond Festival under our belts, the apricots in full glorious bloom in the early morning sunshine, and the daffodils and tulips and anemones and mustard all pushing skyward, it is surely spring at the farm. In the spirit of rebirth and the motion of the cycles of the year, it is time to look forward, not back. I am loathe to leave the warm, close, homely days of winter and of course the dreams of all I am going to accomplish in the short days and long nights, but in order to not carry too much baggage with me into the longer lush days, I must leave much of the dreams behind.
The awakening from my dreams and stepping into the harsher light of the world is always such a transition of mind, a kind of ‘girding for battle’ attitude that is necessary to do what needs to be done. And while that is only a small part of the springtime world, and while ‘girding for battle’ is an outdated description of that small part, I can still feel the stirring of my blood with the thought of facing another year. As I look on 40 years of this same feeling, I think it is a fair approximation of the feeling that Paul Muller was describing when he told me years ago that if l couldn’t be excited about spring, then why farm? I have mentioned that phrase in This Week on the Farm about once a year since he said it probably 20 years ago because it has stayed as important to me as a seminal statement about farming. It describes a visceral response in common to some extent with all of us that live intimately with and derive our life from the processes of the land. I don’t know much about others, but for myself I can’t figure out if I farm because I get that feeling in my blood, or if I get that feeling because I have been farming so long. It certainly describes a relationship, whichever came first. And while I have said that I was born to do this, it would be wrong to disregard the fundamental changes in my outlook on life that have seeped into my personal world through the experiences of farming.
The constancy of the cycles of the seasons of the birth and death of all, of the spring summer, fall and winter of all, of the life of one organism that is embedded in the life and death of all other organisms which are themselves interdependent on all else, has opened my eyes to the mystery of all creation. ‘As I contemplate going into the first season of the year, I am aware that each of my actions on the landscape has consequences that spread throughout the land, and while I will again make mistakes and try to bend the rules of the earth for my own purely human purposes, I am also pleased that I get another chance to reach closer to understanding the processes by which the earth allows me to harvest her bounty for the good of my community. As long as this stirs my blood, then why not farm?
As we head into a new quarter, I want to thank all of the thousands of people that surround Good Humus Produce in a community embrace. ‘Embedded in community’ is a picturesque description of how we have survived. At a small, locally supported farm like ours owes its existence to the quality of the relationships that it has established among the people that eat its harvest, that year in and year out; make the choice to include some of our farm in their diet. In a process that has some of the qualities of the diversity that makes a strong ecosystem, it is the diversity of our community of supporters that gives us the strength to move forward as a product of that time and community. Just as without our land we would have no life, without our community Good Humus could not survive. The lessons that we have learned in service to all of you, deepened and reverberated by the lessons we learn in our connection to all of life, are part of what makes it so great to walk out the door into yet another spring and go to work. Thanks you for that gift, it was what I was meant to do. Jeff