The days are shortening and with it comes that feeling you get this time of year, a feeling of things ending, of summer days and shorts, of windows down and grills hot to the touch, the smell of freshly cut grass and crowded markets, all in their process of being slowly folded and tucked away until the days lengthen again. The feeling always leaves me in some sort of delicious melancholy, born no doubt from both my love of the cool crispness of fall and my loathing of the bone dead dreariness of winter.
Down at the farm, Geez and Myfoot are still doing a champion job raising the little bacon slabbies, and I shot a brief video of them early this morning:
I also had the camera with me and got a shot of some double lactation:
Now that me back is somewhat better I've been trying to get some mowing and weedeating done, and some planning on how to re-fence the farm for our herd expansion. I've got our gilts identified for breeding, but I'll have to do some major fencing and hut building over the fall and winter to make room for them and the additional pigs. Dottie's pigs are due to be weaned this coming Tuesday, and I'm really looking forward to that - NOT. I think wrestling a grizzly bear would be peaches and cream in comparison, plus I've got to cut the males and humane ring the entire bunch.
We took the butcher pigs for our Cherry Street customers last Monday, and we'll take another batch for our friends and family members this coming Monday.
We'll be sending out the e-mail with directions to the farm for the tour on Sunday the 26th sometime this Sunday or Monday.
We'll be passing out flyers again this Saturday about our winter market for those that haven't been in the last week or two. We're loaded with products for the market tomorrow, so stop by and see us. Thanks for reading!
Pork & Greens