10/18/2026
10.17.26
Dear Diary,
The hours before sunrise were on the warmer side but the breeze that picked up had a nip; the day was going to make a significant temperature swing. It was still dark but I sipped my coffee and looked out over my fields; the Field Crew would be arriving at 7:15 today; much different than our 4:45 starts.
Greenhouse #4 is looking good. I cannot wait to get the paint complete and the siding on.
It is Saturday. A vibrant day around The Farm. People visit animals, the CSA is big and the Farm Stand due to hustle if we are lucky. I headed into The Stand. Gosh, I am so lucky to have this new building. I still remember the late-fall days in the old building.
The Field Crew were bundled up in double sweatshirts, hats and gloves. It was the first day of the season that our daily farm gear made the switch. Our fingers had the first nip of what we call "finger-freezing-crop-picking" and is a sure sign of things to come. The pigs slept in a little longer and the sunrise was not as strong but wow, the trees are beautiful on the outskirts of the fields. The fields are many colors now...rich brown is the old pepper field, light brown the old tomato field. The broccoli is deep green and the peas a-bright. The strawberries are getting sleepy and the sweetheart cabbage is wakening.
The day was a mixture of things. A grain delivery, retail hustle, picking, watering greenhouses and before we knew it, it was time to switch gears.
We are due for a heavy frost.
Eggplant picked clean.
Upper tomato field picked clean. Holy heck! We have a s**tload of Sans. I hope I can move them.
Squash picked clean.
The balance of the items we are picking are in their season now. They like the cold. And while it is time for the fall crops to shine, I always feel a little sad to see the summer crops close out their time.
Frost Blankets.
What a love-hate relationship I have with them. I am thankful for the rolls of these. My ancestors never had this luxury. But oooooffff, moving the hefty and awkward rolls kinda sucks. And getting it down with the wind roaring through the fields is a pain in the ass. But The Field Crew was on it. They rolled it out, carefully placed it over the crops that need it and got everything tucked in. Luckily we do not need to blanket the whole farm. The broccoli, mature cold greens and root crops will be fine. They were born for this weather! I for a moment was thinking I was not. First cold day of the season and I felt like it was negative 20. My body hasn't adjusted yet. But it will.
As we were reviewing the crops that needed protection, I glanced over at the tiring sunflower field. There were still a few gems in there so I better pick some before nightfall. But I had scissors in my pocket so I headed over when I should have been working. But I couldn't pick any. The Bumbles were on them trying to stay warm. I left the sunflowers and their chilly bees; the sunflowers needed to protect them through the night and I have certainly picked my fair share of blooms.
The sun was going down. The days are shortening so quick. I need to get the garlic in the ground and I better harrow up the middle field on Monday.
To everything there is a season.
Snug as a plant under a frost blanket.
-Jamie