Dead Sweat

Clear skies, full sun-- the calm before the storm. Temperature settled in the mid 80Fs.


Twelve hour days are long days. I am struggling here, trying to remember/type. It was another one of those everything days, so here's what I got:

--Lots of store work to start. Cleared out the trash, brought in the new veggies.
--Picked over the tomatoes and refilled the CSA trays.
--Wholesaled 150+ cantaloupe
--Refilled the wagon until overflowing with all the melons stowed in the barn.
--Newport and I cut 4 crates of basil, 10 buckets of zucchini, 8 buckets of summer squash, 1 crate of patty pan, 1 crate of kousa, 2 boxes of eggplant (1 big, 1 oriental), 2 boxes of red peppers.
--Set up the CSA and got the boss's daughter off to market with a fully loaded van.
--Washed, boxed and chilled all the day's harvesting.
--Shined/Sorted a few trays worth of moskvich, striped romans, rose, japanese truffel, big yellows and striped germans.
--Talked a little among ourselves about the coming storm, everyone's too exhausted/worried to show any concern anymore.
--The foreman and I double checked through the spinach he seeded last week-- getting back to those cool weather crops.
--The foreman and Viking had enough of Jockey (even though tomorrow is his last day), they tried to get the boss to flat out fire the kid. Unfortunately for their plan, the boss loves Jockey and his attitude.
--Then I watched over the CSA until long after dark.

Ops, Gizzie is here with beer. That means a long night and a hairy morning.

Batten down the hatches, Saturday post tomorrow.
It'll be a more serious affair I promise.

Take it easy.