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We appreciate the hand-written notes from members expressing the deep impact of eating fresh, local and organic. The farm really reminds us of the seasonality of food now. We have so many plantings of tomatoes, squash, peppers, eggplant and cucumbers that it is almost a chore waiting for summer. But, once the weather heats up for good, we’ll be missing those delicious greens and roots. We have a few more weeks to savor sautéed spinach, potato pancakes and fresh carrots shredded into our salads. – denesse
If you had a 1972 yearbook from Fresno’s Ahwahnee Jr. High, you might find a picture of the “Ecology Club” planting some trees around what was then, a brand new campus. Of those pictured, one became a high school English teacher, another a masseuse at Whole Foods Market, a third became a lawyer for Enron, another came to write a weekly vegetable newsletter and the star of our club became an engineer for California ￼Department of Water Resources, later with the Regional Water Board, where she supervised the Compliance and Enforcement Unit in the Board’s Fresno office. JoAnne remained the truest to our “Ecology” roots and I’m so proud to have known her all these years after she, once again, shined the light on some local dirty doings.
– denesse read story: bit.ly/19UP2W9
Only a few days ago, our winter kale and beets yielded their ground to the seedlings of summer; tomatoes, eggplant, peppers, squash and melons will soon prosper in that same ground. The generosity of living soil is unfathomable, it is eager to grow anything and seems indiscriminate in offering a chance at life for both food crops and weeds. – denesse
My friend, Cecilia Sheeter, once described a moment of evening light when one feels as if its “thick golden sheen could be scooped out of the air.” To me, the spring air has that same feel, it is dense with all the promise of a new year. Bud break in grapes is my favorite week of this, my favorite season. A field of nascent green is suspended over the earth on a squat army of gnarled trunks. Years of past mistakes, misgivings, and missed opportunities are the wood of the vine, nourishing the tender young shoots. Their vigor holds so much enthusiasm; even our human losses seem diminished. This is Mr. Willey’s most stressful time of year. To him, all that spring potential is fraught with tension, danger and toil. With literally hundreds of tasks, for dozens of crops, to be completed in an ever-narrowing window of time and temperature, deciding each day’s priorities seems perilous. “Silty, sandy, muddy Earth, we savor God’s ardent endowment in you. Make us worthy stewards of your robust gifts, in wonderment and fright we witness life renew.” -denesse
We have just planted our first cucumbers and tomatoes under protective row covers. With continuing dry weather, we plan to transplant over 100,000 seedlings coming out of Kenny Lucero’s greenhouse over the next six weeks. Where winter crops have grown, Mr. Willey conducts the highly choreographed, rapid transition of shredding, discing, chiseling, bed-forming and mulch-laying that are key to the productivity which allows us to employ nearly 50 people year round on our 75 acres. People, machines and nature in concert, feeding you the best! – denesse