Meet Assistant Farmer Holland. He's been visiting the farm for a few days while his folks -- Farmer Jim and Mrs. Farmer Jim's middle son and daughter-in-law -- are out of town.
He discovered a veritable shower curtain of new peas on Farmer Jim's pea trellis that I SWEAR weren't there two days ago AND spied a second tomato -- yes, I have tomatoes! -- on Snowberry, my heirloom cherry tomato plant (which, by the way, for the record, I have nursed back from certain death. Thank you, fish fertilizer.)
I predict Assistant Farmer Holland has A Future in vegetable gardening.
Come back soon, Assistant Farmer Holland!
Almost all my InstaCorn have tassels. That means they're G.R.O.W.I.N.G.
And I can see baby peppers. Assistant Farmer Holland was particularly taken with my baby banana pepper. After I described what it would look like when it "grew up," he looked at me and sighed sadly.
"I wish it was grown up now. I would like to eat it."
I've finally had a chance to visit When Pigs Fly Farm Composting Incorporated. Let me tell you, it's an impressive operation.
Please. Feel free to stop by any time.
Actually, there's a little more to composting, and Farmer Jim is Still Doing Some Research so not all the stations are set up, BUT check out out what he and Assistant Farmer Holland (what did I tell you? the kid has POTENTIAL!) constructed this weekend.
It's for gathering leaves in the fall. And it's on freakin' WHEELS. Farmer Jim and Assistant Farmer Holland, you. are. rock. stars.
Off season: Chariot races down Lincoln Street!!
After all this WPFF mayhem and merriment this weekend, I'm frankly amazed I'm still upright, ambulating and relatively coherent. BUT there is one more critical issue yet to be addressed:
Farmer Jim has broken out The Hammock.