Your rain loving and rain needing farmer here:)
My loves....still no rain...
some people do not understand the extreme seriousness of our drought right now....it has not been this dry since the dust bowl...
My old man club do not even talk about it anymore.... it is considered a ta bu as if saying Voldemorts name...it is something you do not say aloud, but scream in silence as you look into your front yard and see nothing but red dirt...
We did however manage to find some really nice hay from Missouri this last past week... My dadio, my cousin John and myself all got a bit of it...it smells so good but boy howdy was it hard wok to stock that barn...
(That is my dadio on the left)
I need to show you more captures of my farm don't I? Work on the cottage has paused for the moment due to the heat and such....
As most of you know, I adore Handkerchiefs....and in honor of all Farmers and the whole-hearted attempt to produce GOOD food and many other products, I made this lovely graphic:)
I mostly made it as a lovely tag to go on my honey and a few other farm goods...but for the Dust bowl Arts Market coming up at the end of August, I think I might introduce a few limited edition prints of this design and a few other Handkerchief creations:)
What do you guys think?:)
I would really enjoy your feedback:)
But yes....I ask of you to really take in the fact that we as farmers haft to charge slightly more than the chain stores, because of the fact that it is very hard to break even and make a living....and all who are not fortunate enough to run off of well water, haft to water their gardens and such with bought water...& the only reason I bring this up is because I often get people at the farmers market asking me why I charge between $5 & $7 for a melon and $2.50 for a pound of local peaches.... Maybe upon asking those words, I could take out my wand and cast a spell upon them that makes them re-produce all of the work I did to create that single piece of garden bounty :) Then they might get it...
In the true fashion of casting spells and looking like a witch, I am canning a few Tomatoes today and canning some excess cucumbers to make sweet pickles, because I am already out of my first 15 jars:) I always make myself laugh at how my hair curls into lamb like waves all along my neck:) I look like a crazy woman!!
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The capture of the day is:
"Morning Light, Seeds & Breaking Bread"
I am looking forward to visiting the lovely folk over at Walnut Creek Farms on the morrow....they are kind enough to welcome me into their home and allow me to work along side of them for a whole day:)
In the mean time, know that I love you folks, & I send a kiss to each of your foreheads:)
Trying to kiss you with toothpaste all over my face, making a meal from my cheese and your mom's sweet pickles and the flowers you give me that mean more than you can imagine,
Miss Samantha Joelle Honey Lamb
5 comments:
Love the faded blue hanky in your local farmer's image. Just beautiful. I can almost see it peeking out of a farmer's overall bib pocket. I would be interested in buying one of the prints.
Good luck with your farm. I know God will pour nourishing, sweet rain on our land soon. In His time... Hang in there!
But local farmers market produce tastes sooooo much better, it's worth the extra you pay for it. "you get what you pay for".
Leanne-I am glad you love it my dear:) & yes..please continue to think lovely thought towards the farm....we need it so darn bad...I want nothing more than the clouds to open and just pour:)
Okie- I hear ya...but people like to barter for their every cent:) nothing like a farm fresh peach!!!
We're having quite the storm here in Wisconsin and I told the rainclouds that they're needed elsewhere. I hope they get the message.
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