Ever notice how many farm-related clichés there are? Oddly enough, we never really paid much attention until Dana pointed it out to us – sayings like “a long row to hoe,” which can be taken in the literal sense here.

Whether we’re hoeing, planting or harvesting, particularly in our section of 400-foot rows, we must keep our heads down rather than risk discovering how much farther we have to go. These rows can appear never-ending, and making the mistake of looking ahead only plants a seed in our minds that we should nip it in the bud right then and there. We try to stay cool as a cucumber, however, and keep our noses to the grindstone. We know we need to make hay while the sun shines.

At the end of a long day, the younger workers might be inclined to go out on the town, to a dance club perhaps – a contemporary version of the old-fashioned hoedown (after they put the “hoe down”… get it?). Not Farmer John and me, though. We’re no spring chickens. Anyone anticipating our arrival at a nightclub will likely be waiting till the cows come home.

That’s not to say we’re ready to be put out to pasture! We’ve just heard through the grapevine that a night of dining and dancing isn’t as dirt cheap as it once was, and money doesn’t grow on trees. Now, I’m not claiming that money is the root of all evil, yet when you farm for a living, you’re not exactly raking in the dough. And you can’t squeeze blood out of a turnip.

That’s really not the only reason. Without spilling all the beans, the truth is that Farmer John and I are often content to stay cooped up at home. Still, neither of us is a one trick pony. I wouldn’t want to insinuate that we sow any wild oats – we aren’t bad seeds – but we’re also not ones to be henpecked into submission. We didn’t just fall off the turnip truck, after all.

It boils down to the fact that we’re two peas in a pod and don’t intend to put all our eggs into one basket. We might ruffle a few feathers when it sometimes seems our social life has gone to pot, but we’re not couch potatoes. While we may not be the cream of the crop when it comes to late-night partygoers, we aren’t going to let any grass grow under our feet either. We’re not about to give up the goat. We’ll be ready to kick the bucket

when pigs fly. I’d bet the farm on it.

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We have some yummy things this week for your holiday meal! Here’s what we’ll bring to the farm stand this Wednesday, December 23rd (Note: We’ll open at our regular 10 a.m., but will be closing the stand a little early that day, at 1:00):

Farmer John’s “holiday lettuce” (heads of red leaf/green leaf lettuces bound together); Butterhead lettuce; lettuce mix; broccoli; four varieties of cabbage – tender & sweet Farao cabbage, Napa cabbage, purple cabbage and crinkly savoy cabbage; spinach; purple beets; sweet white turnips; bunches of chard; dinosaur kale; bunches of collards; bags of mixed Asian greens; big heads of escarole; and a little of this and that.

*** Even though we’re usually “officially” closed until March, we’re hoping to return to the farm stand a time or two in January. Stay tuned!

We wish you the best of holidays!
Jo Dwyer
Angel Valley Organic Farm
Farm stands:
In Jonestown on FM1431 at the blinking yellow light, Saturdays 10 a.m. – 2 p.m.;
In NW Austin on Jollyville Road between Oak Knoll and Duval (at the Asian American Cultural Center), Wednesdays 10 a.m.- 2 p.m.

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