On the Farm- September 27th
After a bout of cold, the muggy heat feels like a second summer, a gift of extra growth for our last month of produce. But it has also brought mosquitos, more mosquitos then I remember ever seeing on the farm. They hover and hum, they land and feast until a hand leaves its work to swat them away.
Amidst the joys of working the land each day, there are unpleasant moments. Fingers search the dirt for potatoes, but find the rotten mush of the seed potatoes the tubers sprung from. Hornworms munch and clack as they grow on tomato plants. But the farmer pushes on, wiping rotten potato into the dirt and continuing the tuber search, finding the clacking bug, destroying it and getting back to work. The mosquito lands, and the farmer swats it away, another lands and the day goes on.