Cold. Bones rattling. North wind howling. Fingers crack and split like well seasoned oak. Fields are fading brown and brittle. Everything has a hard edge. Winter has arrived on the farm. Definitely my least favorite time of the year. Kids are waiting for Santa and I'm waiting for a southern thaw. Life at the farm is at low ebb this time of year. Better days are right around the corner. A week and change. That's when the days will start lengthening. Ten hours of daylight and spinach planting time arrives. Farming has a symbiotic quality. You work the land and the land works you. I can't wait!
Pigs like cold. I like heat. We've yet to sort this out. I took a short video of the pigs you can see here:
I'm taking a pig to the butcher tommorrow, and I'll send an e-mail out by next weekend with what will be available. Right now it looks like bacon, pepper bacon, brats, chorizo, bangers, and , I hope, a new greek sausage. Depends on the yield. Orders will be first come, first serve through e-mail or by phone. Drop off will be at 6th and Peoria for Cherry St customers and in front of the market on Main St for Broken Arrow customers. See you soon!
Pork & Greens