On the Farm- October 5th
I was filled with joy by the first rain drops. The soil was dry, dust sprang up from the driveway as tires rolled in and out. Rain was a rare thing. I would think about it in the field and dream about it at night. Now it is a common thing. There is more rain in the forecast then not. It has not been the kind of rain that falls onto anxious soil and is quickly sucked up- leaving you waiting for the next rain. We are actually replenishing our stores now, as moisture soaks in deep, making its way along cracks and between soil aggregate to find the still dry places.
The days are spent harvesting and cleaning up the fields. I took advantage of the dry portion of yesterday to prepare the ground for garlic. Cleaning up the beds which housed our spring kale, collards, and broccoli, and turning in the soil so that any growth will break down before we place the garlic cloves in the ground. As I tilled my swaths, up and down the field, rain drops began and then steadily increased. The rototiller and I took its slow place up into the shelter of the barn. Out of the rain, out of the field, I take to work in the warm kitchen.