I was going to write “life is slowly coming back to the farm”, but, in truth, life never left us. A series of new happenings made me aware that life continues on, in its eternal cycle.
It rained after a long drought. The very hot days are over now. It´s fall season. I am planning to start a new vegetable garden, in smaller scale, closer to my house, on its original place. The “professional” spot where we cultivated two years ago was yield to the cattle. I rented out the spot.
I have called the carpenters to build a structure that will hold a net that blocks 30% of the sun. And hopefully, it will stop white butterflies from sitting on the leaves. It looks like a greenhouse, except that it is not temperature or rain proof. Vegetables don´t grow too well under hot sun, and that´s why it´s mandatory to have all this netting. The old patch didn´t have it – I had great veggies, but, they were tougher than the ones that we find at the market.
I am excited with this new project. More than having a passion for growing veggies, I love fresh picked leaves for salads and the freedom from visiting the farmers´market. A few days ago I was looking for watercress for a special dish (oxtail stew). No grocery stores would have it, so I needed to wait for the market´s day in order to prepare this food. Sometimes I want cilantro, and almost no one has it. Fresh basil? I think I am the only person who loves it.
In less than a month, I should have arugula, which is one of my favorite leafy green. In four months, my garden will have all what I used to have before, and probably nobody else in town. Who can grow (or know) celery? Peas? Edible flowers? Just me who had the priviledge of living in San Francisco Bay Area.