Every year on Pelden Farm we reach the point at which it seems there is no end to the work to be done and no time for anything but work.
We’re there now. We’ve shucked a pile of corn husks about six feet high. We’ve snapped enough beans to wrap around the globe a couple of times. And we’ve cut enough zucchini to enable every great-aunt and grandmother in the Midwest to bake and freeze about a dozen loaves of tea bread for the winter.
We all agree we’d be happier if Auntie Seldoen didn’t have such a green thumb . . . but only for a little while.
Pelden Farm Squash
To keep this blog alive during this incredibly fecund and thus busy season, a few of us in the family decided to pitch in. We don’t have Auntie’s wicked sense of humor or her command of a narrative line. And we certainly aren’t as good at keeping the precepts as she is. But we all have strong opinions about right living, and we promise to do our best.
So which one of you is going first?
