BRINGING IN THE HERBS.
I cut the last of the herbs from our garden this week and brought them in to dry. We are admittedly running out of places to hang them; all the windows and exposed beams are already at capacity. I had to get a bit creative, hiding bunches on the shelves and coat hangers. I also gathered some of the potted plants indoors - but this usually doesn't go so well. For some reason, we (farmers who can grow acres of vegetables) can't seem to keep a potted plant alive indoors even for a few months. Maybe this year!- Hannah.

BELATED HALLOWEEN.
This post is a little after-the-fact, but we had a fun evening last Thursday hosting our very first trick-or-treaters! For the past 3 years now, we have hosted the Smith children at our lovely home in the barn....so it was wonderful to finally have them at our real home, knocking on an actual front door.

We have nothing but dark and blurry pictures of the kids in their costumes (they were in and out in quite a hurry, once they had their treats). But you can use your imagination: Ira was an Indian, Opal a Christmas tree, Livi a ghost, and Cher a truly terrifying grim reaper with a rusty old scythe. After they left, we had a pretty spooky storm come through with lots of howling wind.How was your Halloween?
FARMSTEADING.
Naturally, we dedicated much of our spare time and effort this year to getting into the cabin. We got it livable, and in effect, made ourselves at home. Of course, there is still plenty––PLENTY––left to do to "finish" it (you know, like getting water inside and such), but now that we're living in the cabin and comfortable, we've found a little bit more time to spend working on other projects around the property. For one, getting our gardens going.The other day we planted our elephant garlic (whose flowers will double as one of our favorite ornamentals in the spring) in our no-till, front yard garden. We're prepping the high tunnel to take on a bunch of food next year, envisioning peas growing up the skeleton, tomatoes under the remaining plastic. The broadfork is about to see some serious work again. Plans for a small greenhouse are being sketched and, although I recognize this isn't about gardens, I continue to haul the chainsaw into the woods and clear what I can for future pasture and future animals (not to be mistaken with futuristic animals, but I wouldn't rule it out either). In fact, we even preemptively purchased our first solar charger and fencing so whenever we're ready to get animals––pigs, goats, who knows––we'll be ready. We're still not sure what our market plans are for next year, but we know we'll be able to supply more and more of the food we sell from right outside our front door. The farmstead is coming along.- Jesse.






