Before this Friday, I had never been to the Martha’s Vineyard Agricultural Fair.
To farm is to care for the land, to cultivate it, to honor it.
Walk outside, and the air is wet. Touch the ground, and the dirt is dry.
I've always maintained a stubborn distance from flower farming.
To farm is to wrestle with nature, to hijack her own powerful evolutionary flow to our culinary ends.
What I gleaned from the glean.
It might be cliché to go on about our bountiful mid-July harvest, but I think it's appropriate in this case.
The crowd was thinner at the West Tisbury Farmers' Market this weekend.
Martha’s Vineyard’s first agricultural fair was a “splendid success,” leaving everyone “astonished and delighted.”
It is late August, often a season of molds and weeds on Martha’s Vineyard farms.
Every farmer has a favorite crop. Some are reluctant to name just one, like a mother who does not want to play favorites.
With the Agricultural Fair beginning on Thursday, it’s another busy week ahead for Island farmers.