The summer of 2015 was long & hot & dry. It was a demanding season to be a farmer in the Pacific Northwest. We were challenged at every turn by the relentless weather and the cavalcade of effects it had on the farm and it’s farmers. We also welcomed a major change into our lives in the form of my husbands retirement from a lifelong career. But in the end we simply rejoiced everyday in the beauty of this place.
Life at its finest- Change… Adapt… Rejoice
summer share
yellow potatoes
canning peaches
finishing the gables
home milled board & batten
summer share
Honey
FullCircle Farm Honey
fingerling potatoes
late summer share
yellow onion harvest
making salsa
paste tomatoes
tomato paste & juice
grape arbor
late summer FarmShare
raisin grape harvest
making raisins
laying hens
Pacific Madrone
late summer FarmShare
Freedom Ranger chick
chicken plucker
Maggie & Bert
FullCircle Walter
summer sun
Bert the bull
perfection
honey harvest
autumn skies
young layers
peeking thru the fence
honey bee on phacelia
Black Walnut
apple harvest
cider pressing
cider
cider pressing
FullCircle George @ 3 months
Merrideth & Bert
autumn sunrise
popping garlic for planting
2016 season begins
fall raspberries
the pantry
newly seeded pasture
red onion harvest
Pacific Madrone slab
afternoon nap
first rain
corn
sunflower skeleton
autumn in the apiary
falling leaves
blueberry on fire
at work
grapes turning
sky on fire
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Nicely done Cathy. Very nice!
B
Thank You.
Beautiful photos! Thanks for posting these.
Welcome to our farm!
Pieces of art! All of them!
You make me :0)
Cathy, thanks for your interesting postings. It is fun the see what you and Bob have been doing on your farm.
Well done. Start saving water now, looks like we might get another dry year. I always joke that I’ll retire to farming so I can work till I die. So looking forward to it. (Career change!)
Beautiful photos,as always – I do envy your eye for these, and I suspect your patience in setting up your pictures :). I sure agree about the relentlessness of our PNW summer – it was just so difficult to get things done in that heat, and I found myself very conscious of water use and water needs by the end of it. Now of course, as I don my gum boots to deliver dinner to the pigs, I whine about the mud that’s beginning to become a regular aspect of chore time…change, adapt, rejoice – good words to live by.