The Disappearing Summer

The Farmers' Market has officially taken over my life! What started out as a bit of a lark has chomped a bigger bite out of my summer than I ever could have imagined. Don't get me wrong - I love preparing the food and sharing my enthusiasm for what I'm doing with my customers. I also love the fantastic feedback I've been getting about my products. But it seems that the minute I pack up at the end of market day I'm already thinking about what I'm going to bring the following week. I take Sundays off but by Monday I'm already back to work: shopping, preserving, packaging, and preparing for the next market. Between that, the garden, and visitors there is precious little time to do summer things - read, go to the beach or just sit in a chair and stare at the ocean.

In spite of all that it's been a glorious summer, albeit the driest and hottest on record. We've had a bumper crop of garlic, French fingerling potatoes, peas, lettuce, and beans. The tomatoes have just started to ripen and a number of the plants have toppled from the weight of the fruit. The transparent apples have been made into pies and applesauce and the pears are as big as I've ever seen them.

We've had some amazing meals,

celebrated a birthday or two,

and even hired a WWOOFer from Sweden to help with garden chores.