Walking the farm recently we came across a partial field of Celeriac. At first glance, it is hard to distinguish these young plants from celery, but when you get up close you can see the root bulb. It is hard to imagine during these very hot days that I will enjoy a delicious, roasted celeriac. But before you know it, the season will change, the days will get colder and shorter and certainly, that comforting cold weather food will be thoroughly enjoyed. For the moment though they are a reminder of what’s to come, as well as the weight of all I don’t know.

 Nigel juggled a lot of things in his head - seriously a lot. It is truly daunting.  How we wish we had had just a little more time together so we could ask him about a million questions, but alas that possibility is no more. We are working on a seed list, a Headstart list, and a harvest list, praying we aren’t missing anything important. It is what keeps me awake at night, the not knowing, but seeing celeriac in the ground is rather comforting.  And we will keep plodding along with our giant lists.