Most days this past week have been spent harvesting. It's that time of year. September is upon us and this is what it's all about. The mornings are just a touch darker, requiring a bit more effort to get out of bed. Our sun-drenched skin can sense the softer light spreading its rays over every inch. The days are still warm, but the nights are taking more time for rest, staying cooler and laying a blanket of dew over the fields.

This time of year is like a musical symphony, mixing textures and colors, shapes and sizes, smells and tastes. In the early morning the lighter greens are cut. The lettuces, arugulas, mustard greens. Then come the darker, thicker greens, the multi textured kales, the gigantic elephant ear collards, the cabbages which are some of the most beautiful I've ever seen. Broccoli is a new crop in the harvest mix. It seems like it came out of nowhere, like the symbols in the orchestra. In the later morning we bunch scallions, which have a smell so sweet it is easy to already begin contemplating what you could make for dinner with them. Radishes are next, adding splashes of color to the harvest along with beets and carrots. At the same time the crew at our fields in Weston are bringing in onions and potatoes from under the earth as well as buckets of shiny eggplant and smooth, crunchy peppers above the earth. The cucumber, squash, and zucchini are fading, but still producing their last fruits. And yes, still more tomatoes filled with the flavor of the summer.

I am proud to say that this week we planted our 13th generation of lettuce marking one of

Cob web on the transplanting tractor.

the last crops to transplant into the ground from the greenhouse. It was satisfying and symbolic for us as a crew. Although I have seen this symphony take place for several seasons now, I am still struck by the beauty of its wholeness. The way each crop fades in and out is all planned with great detail and yet nature does most of the work. Though, it is a time to recognize our diligence this season and to enjoy the offerings that nature gives. We have all made a journey together and now we are on our way home, sailing the calm waters into fall. All hands on deck. Happy harvest and happy eating. Enjoy the last few weeks of summer!

For the farm crew,

Anna