Ice crystals form along the plastic walls of the tunnels. The plastic sheeting becomes brittle in this cold, like a sheet of thin ice. It...

As I relished and basked in that aforementioned “Second Summer” of my last written piece, I was enjoying a sweet and synergetic dance...

This morning, there was a noticeable chill in the air. As the sun rose over the beds of vegetables for our Thursday harvest, and crept...

Here we are. On the cusp of the hottest days of the year. For a farm, this can be a tenuous and fragile time. At Gracie’s Farm, we spend...

It is a quiet morning. The sun has risen, yet the light feels new and young. While the whispers of the new day are growing louder, my...

The warmth embraces my shoulders and cheeks. I feel the first signs of spring in my body and the excitement and anticipation in my chest....

It’s before dawn on the second day of spring, and the mind of this farmer spins and scrolls with the growing list of tasks. The winter...

"To everything, there is a season... And a time for every purpose..." While I leave out some of the interwoven lyrics and verse, I can’t...

I don a long sleeve for the seven am harvest shift. Uncovering the greens, I notice a shift. Not quite the chill in the air that comes in...

One of my favorite things about this farm is the team with whom I share it each day: a group of strong, intelligent, dedicated, funny,...

July? I blinked and it was July. Or I somehow blocked out June. I don’t know of another Spring that has passed so quickly. Perhaps it was...

The sun’s warm light feels like a gentle invitation to reemerge and let the world outside embrace and hold us. The cold, gray days of a...

As you have definitely noticed from all of my updates, this summer has been anomalous. Cold spring temperatures that led directly into...

What a difference a few weeks makes. When I sat down to write my first newsletter, the snow was circling around my frosted windows. Today...