June 7

The plowing work has mostly finished across the street, with rows having been prepared and seeding accomplished in roughly half. The remaining await the transplants, which presently occupy the driveway in front of the store, having been moved out from the greenhouse. Here there are thousands of peppers and eggplant, sitting in flats, each plant six inches or so tall and nicely green, miniature clones of one another that sit soaking in the sun.

The tractors still run, though the yolks are now affixed to the cultivators, and the runs proceed up and down the rows of growing corn, still 10” high, cutting the roots of the wild mustard, ragweed, purslane, and shepherd’s purse which have taken residence in the valleys between the corn.

The cover crop of rye and vetch is healthy in the fallow field that sits below the knoll. Purple flower clusters speckle within the rye, which themselves sheen a silver teal in the afternoon sun. I suspect this field will be plowed under soon, returning the carbon and nitrogen to the soil and thus adding to its fertility for future plantings.