The Home Grown Farm

The Home Grown Farm Moments

The Moment We Froze

I knew it wouldn’t be great, but I held my breath, praying for a miracle as I walked out to the field at daybreak. The temperature was reported to have dipped down to 17 degrees with a wind chill of 11 the night before and we still had another night of it ahead of us. “Rough,” was the word of the day it seemed. My phone would ring and the caller would immediately ask, “So, how’s it look?”

The reply came the same every time, “rough” I’d respond. “But we’ll see,” I’d follow. You have to have some optimism in this business or you’ll drive yourself nuts. Farming vegetables is a gamble. Every year the odds change and every year you prepare the best you can and roll the dice. If you have no tolerance for risk, you’re in the wrong occupation. The good news is that many of the larger plants pulled through and look like they’ll produce. The not so good news is that we lost a lot of our later plantings of cabbage and brussels sprouts. But hey, that’s part of it. Now we seed more and get back out there.


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