We're from the country and we were tourists, so where was the first place we went on Sunday (now too be fair we found a lovely park Saturday night and rode paddle boats out on a lake, that's not terribly country)? The Farmers Market of course! We walked around looking at all the beautiful vegetables and fruits the mountains had to offer. Gorgeous. I was actually really sad that the CSA had ended because I wanted all those heirloom tomatoes and plums and different colored striped peppers and fresh stuff to put in our boxes. It was a feast for the eyes. Then we ate at the restaurant there and it was so good (although I did think the waitresses were putting it on a bit when she asked me what she could "rustle us up" to drink.)
|Behold, the feast for the eyes!|
With a view like this who needs work?Labor Day we went to Darnell Farms in Bryson City NC to pick up our tips. Now for any of you who come pick, especially later in the season when it gets hot, tips are the little plants that try and grow at the end of runners (sort of like a spider plant, least that's what my first girl scout leader called them and it's stuck with me since). We can't keep ours because of the risk of disease, but up in the mountains they have a wonderful climate for raising tips, not to mention a beautiful location. After you go apple picking you must drive about an hour west via 40 and 74 W to Bryson City. It's right on the Tuckasegee River which is this lovely winding river complete with rapids and little falls. There's several chain fast food places (including a Bojangles that I'm sure doesn't serve cheddar bo's) but there are some local barbeque joints right on the river bank that looked good too, one of them is an old drive in. Again, I can't imagine how these people cut plants all day long looking at the mountain behind them and the river in front of them. It's beautiful.
Future Strawberry Tips
It just makes you want to jump in.
Do I have to say it again? Beautiful.
We left all that beauty to come home sick (all except The Husband), and to stick plants for the next two days in 90 degree heat and humidity with gnats (I swear, the devil sent 4 things to show us what hell would be like: gnats, fire ants, pigweed, and joint grass. Get your soul right or get prepared! Just kidding. Seriously.) Thanks to my amazing in laws (is that an oxymoron! Just kidding. Seriously.) for helping to fill trays (the worst job in the world! You will end up wet, dirty, and with a hand FULL of tray cuts, which are kind of like cardboard cuts, just full of dirt and gnats.) and stick plants and babysit The Girl, who was sick and teething. We are all on the mend now after meds and a day on the couch with a fever. The Boy started kindergarten this year (sniff, sniff) so he wasn't around to join the mess. Anyway, it's all done and the plants are doing very well and we'll be laying plastic hopefully this weekend, so let the strawberry season begin!
It's a dirty process but someone has to do it.
Gotta keep those plants watered!