After about ten attempts to convince the computer that the printer is, in fact, attached to it, exactly as it has been for years, I gave up. It thinks there is no printer, and I can’t convince it otherwise. So, no printed newsletter in your bag today.

Part of me likes the idea of just doing the newsletter online every week. Fewer dead trees, fewer soggy newsletters if it’s raining. But i pack for the lowest common denominator among us, and that person is actually ME. If I were a bag-receiving Bean, I would never, ever bother going to the computer and going to the website to read about the bag’s contents each week. If the bag contained something I didn’t recognize – I know this about myself – I would put that item on the kitchen counter and hope that somehow, mystically, a message from the cosmos would arrive enlightening me. Eventually it would rot and I would throw it into the compost, still clueless. But I’d never bother to actually look for the newsletter online and find out.

You are obviously more grown up, because you’re here reading this, so, yay for you. Maybe next week we’ll be back to a printed newsletter. (More likely, I’ll be waiting for the cosmos to magically fix the printer.) Anyway, here’s what you’ve got:

Strawberries. You have strawberries, and they are perfection. You probably don’t even care what you have otherwise, because you have strawberries.  Enjoy. They are magical this year, just the right amount of rain, and then strong sun as they ripened this past week.

You have two bags, and we sure hope they’re different. One should be kale and one should have lettuce and spinach. Now, here’s the thing. We got to the end of the packing process, the very last bag, and found that we had two bags of lettuce/spinach and no bags of kale. This means that someone’s bag has two bags of kale and no lettuce. So, we went through every single green bag, but couldn’t find the mistake. This now means (it’s sort of like a flow chart of screwups sometimes) that either someone has two bags of kale but we couldn’t find that bag, or that we packed one too many lettuce bags, or one fewer kale bag than needed in the first place. By now it was time to pack the bags into vehicles and get on the road, and we were aware that there was bad traffic heading out of town, so essentially we gave up. Carl, whose bag was packed last, has two lettuce/spinach bags and no kale. Someone else, maybe, has two kales. We’re sorry about this, but we just couldn’t solve it in time. This sort of thing is why your farmer often drinks heavily on Tuesday nights. Sigh.

You have snap peas if you’re a full share and radishes if you’re a small share; that worked out best for this week. The herb is mojito mint, which your farmer has thoughtfully tested in multiple mojito recipes and pronounced them all yummy. Green onions. the last asparagus for this season.  (this was, b the way, the first year for the asparagus bed, and there’s a whole other bed coming on line next year.  The first bed will bear more heavily, and the newer bed will have some gorgeous purple asparagus.)  If you get eggs, you have the right number this week, and we’ll start adding some extras next week to make up for last week’s shortages. The ladies have recovered from the fox-induced trauma of last week and are cheerfully popping out eggs again.

Thank you all for returning your green bags each week. We have no spares at all, so it’s a great help to have them returned. Otherwise, we’re less efficient, and, you know, might start messing up the kale bag count or something.

Love from your farmer,

Otherwise, well, it’s been hot and sticky, enough so that the usual no-whining rule was suspended during harvesting and prep, and there was considerable griping. But the gardens look good. The big plants sale weekends are done, and now I’m getting a lot of the extra plants in the ground. We have the first baby tomatoes forming in the greenhouse, and there will be squash in next week’s bags. The dreaded allium leafminer showed up in the greenhouse but not in the field, which is actually a good thing in the sense that it means I can take some preventive measures for the field planting – there are two organic sprays that are safe to use, and they can be effective if timed correctly. My guess is that the adult leafminers were attracted to the warmer greenhouse environment a few days earlier than the field, so I have a short window in which to apply the spray. If we’re lucky, this will hold them off and we’ll be able to harvest full size onions later it he summer.

There’s baby turkeys on the back porch, which let me tell you is a special olfactory treat in hot weather. They’ve got to stay there until they are fully feathered and no longer need the heat lamp to stay warm.

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