I am aching for spring. Since I work outside, the weather is an ever-present phenomenon, and it seems that the mild mid-winter has morphed into a very mean late-winter. The wooly worm was right! Monday was spent attending to a new shipment of fruit trees in biting wind. Tuesday got colder as the day went on. Wednesday…ahhh…the sun actually stayed out for most of the day. It wasn’t warm, but it wasn’t grey either.
Woodfin Y Market – People In Line for East Fork Farm
Today I wore about 3 shirts, a vest, a fleece, a wool hat, gloves, and occasionally my lined Carhartt jacket. I felt a bit like the Pillsbury Doughboy. I checked the weather report and temperatures through the weekend will be colder than normal. That’s right. Colder than normal. This is gonna sound like whining, but ugg, and double ugg. My stepdaughter, Amelia, wrote a wonderful post about February. Here is the first bit, but you should read the whole post! “Every year I think that I want to break up with February a little more.”
Our tailgate market farmers have to move forward with determination despite the bitter weather. To get goods to the market as early as possible, you can bet that many of their days are spent outside on these fierce windy days. Stuff has to happen while we are sitting on our cozy sofas drinking tea. Otherwise, when the spring markets open there would not be anything for sale. Farmers are BUSY right now – growing transplants, planting seeds, plowing ground, cutting down cover crops, birthing baby animals, building structures for the coming year, repairing greenhouses, fixing machinery, maintaining fruit and berry plants, and God knows what else. All of these tasks are done by the farmers with a leap of faith that rain will come when it is needed, that the plants will produce, and that someone will buy their goods.
Seth Salmon of Flying Fish CSA and Wildwood Herbal at Woodfin Y Indoor
If you ever think you are paying too much for something at the Tailgate Market, flash on the dedication our farmers bring to their work. We probably aren’t paying them enough. These folks aren’t doing this only for fun. It is their job and
the way they pay their bills and buy their kids shoes. As I have said before – farming is a labor of love and we are the lucky recipients. Lets support them now (at the winter markets) as we anticipate the arrival of the spring markets soon. Best wishes and praying that the weatherman got it wrong.
Hand Knitted wool Socks at City Market (Indoors)
Smoke Signals at City Market (Indoors)
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