Sunday, September 5, 2010

Friday Nights

Friday night has a whole new meaning when you are a farmer selling at the markets. Harvest days are long and tough, and often involve multiple layers of bug protection, sore backs and headlamps. This Friday there was a short break in the craziness of the harvest when the four of us decided to break and taste test a watermelon (I've been trying to nail down how to tell when these things are actually ripe). Hands down the best watermelon we've ever tasted, not that we're biased or anything.

Moments like this put the season in perspective and reaffirm that what we are doing is so very much worth it. 

Friday nights may not be for parties anymore, and Saturday mornings are certainly not for sleeping in - these are the small sacrifices we have made peace with in order for us farmers to do as we do. 

1 comment:

  1. Thanks for all your hard work! The Hiebert Family have really enjoyed all your fresh produce this summer. Our breakfast burritos were particularly good this morning with your poblano and bulls horn peppers... the bulls horns were very sweet, not spicy at all! Hopefully we'll be able to taste one of those fab watermelons, too.