Ha! Where do I begin? For starters, we’re really disappointed to see that we have been unable to protect our amazing strawberries from theft. With a couple thousand row feet of beautiful strawberries, we sure anticipated including the just-picked fruit in shares through much of the Spring and early Summer. Unfortunately, that hasn’t been the case. Not because we finally got with it and learned the tricks of growing this delicious crop; but because theft is a problem that we haven’t solved. Next season we will not be growing high value crops in out fields that are indefensible. Here in Rainbow, if a high value crop (read: can be sold at a farmer’s market) isn’t being grown behind a six foot, chain link/razer wire/electrical combination security fence–preferably with motion detection; you should just forget it.
Apricots were again stolen this week; the kids on the farm actually confronted the family of thieves (hey mom and dad! You actually brought your kids along for this family outing? You KIDDING me?). Our oldest apricot tree, well into the center of our farm, was climbed and broke in half from the weight of the intruders. We still have apricots in the next couple of weeks, but not nearly what we had hoped for.
The reason we were unable to include any loquats in shares this year, FYI, was because all the trees were stripped by thieves the week we had scheduled to harvest.
We’ve been here for 11 years, and this is the first year we have seen these kind of losses. Mostly, over the years, our worst thieves have been squirrels and gophers. Now two legged thieves are a real problem. Instead of allocating funds for more mulching, and crew raises(!) , we will be spending limited funds on security fencing, motion detection, and when high value crops are near harvest, nighttime survelliance.




Well, I knew Gracie would be delivering her babies any minute last night, but at some point I had to give up and go to bed. My alarm rang this morning at 4:45 and I jumped up to check on her. As I poured myself a quick cup of coffee, the farmhouse’s kitchen window overlooks the llama corral, and I could see the llamas were upset about something because they were both “pointing” to the barn. Llamas will usually point if there’s a coyote or dog in the vicinity. They assume a sturdy stance and “stare down” the intruder as their first line of defense. I ran out the front door to count my goats and calm my llamas. One goat, two….missing number three. I found Gracie in the llama barn at the tail end of labor with three little fluffballs prancing at her feet. The photos here are of Gracie’s babies right after birth. I was expecting them to be kind of unattractive, like a new 