Recently I have been planing hundred year-old barnwood, stacked up decades ago, in hopes it might find a new purpose one day…
Our youngest son, Matthew, has long dreamed of having a job and earning a paycheck, but finding supported employment in Columbia County is a challenge.
With hot weather in the very early spring causing many trees and plants to bud out early, followed by a cold snap damaging, and even destroying, some crops before the season got started, I am reminded how farmers are on the frontlines of climate change as they try and adapt to a world where there is no more normal.
Since I last wrote, Spring has burst forth and all those bushes that for 50 weeks of the year you pass without notice open their white, purple and pink buds filling the air with spring sweetness.
The Kitchen at Ten Barn Farm opens on May 27.
Having been here on the farm for two months, I have started to settle in and take the time to think about things I rarely thought about before.
I have been thinking about how often I see the organic label on products from huge corporations.
This farm was once much larger—probably up the long hillside, over Fitting Creek and passed the ridge.
Life on the farm is about cycles of brown giving way to green and six months later green turning again to brown.
This blog is going to report on the cycles of the season and the activities at Ten Barn Farm, as well as lessons learned from the fields, the many farm animals, and living surrounded by 230 years of farmers’ handiwork.