Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Ron’s 50 Year High School Reunion - June 2014

Ron’s middle daughter, Tami, wrote this tribute to be included in the book for his 50th class reunion…
Ronald E. Hale  (1946 – 2008)
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As we approach six years since Ron Hale’s death, here are a few highlights from the six decades of his life…
In Ron’s first two decades, he labored on his family’s farm, often without “luxuries” like shoes in the summer or heat in the winter. From an early age, he began planning for a better future. By 1970 at age 24, he had already become the first in his family to go to college, married his college sweetheart, joined the Navy as an officer, and completed his first master’s degree.
In the next two decades, he focused on preparing for the future he had planned as a child. By the time he retired as a Navy Commander in 1989, he had completed two more master’s degrees, had three children, and bought the land for his future farm. It required a lot of time away from his home and family, but he knew it would be worth it someday.
In 1992, at age 46, he was finally able to return to the land he loved, and he began growing organic produce and alfalfa hay on 100 acres of land next to his parents’ small farm. He was finally living his dream…briefly. Within 3 years, his mother had died and his father had been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. Ron spent the rest of the decade trying to get his farming operations going while being his father’s primary caregiver.
The new millennium brought with it new beginnings for Ron. He co-founded the Farmington Farmer’s Market in 2001 and then welcomed his first grandchild in 2003. After having taken care of everyone else in his life, he was free to spend dedicated hours on his many farming experiments, spend time with his new granddaughter, and get involved and even lead a number of organic and slow food initiatives he was passionate about.
In 2007, Ron briefly experienced the joy of his second granddaughter before suffering the tragedy of her death. By June 2008, it seemed the family might be on the verge of a renewal. On Father’s Day June 15, Ron’s son, who had lost a child the year before, announced they were pregnant again. Later that day, Ron got a call from his daughter who was working in South Korea, and he was able to catch her up on the latest news, and to let her know how proud he was of her.
Two days later, Ron died at age 61 in a farming accident. In the six years since then, his children have found the strength to continue to grow and prosper, and have added a new granddaughter and grandson to the family. Although we will all carry Ron forever in our hearts, we miss him deeply in our lives.
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Saturday, June 19, 2010

Fatherless on Father's Day

Tami and Dad 2006The last time I spoke with my dad was on Father’s Day two years ago, when I called him from South Korea to wish him a happy Father's Day. At the time, I was wrapping up my work project in South Korea, and looking forward to spending some vacation time with Chris in Korea and China before heading home....

It was always fun calling my parents when I was out of the country. It was so special to them and seemed amazing that I was calling from so far away. As soon as my mom realized it was me, she yelled to my dad across the house: “It’s Tami, she’s calling from Korea!”

Mom and Dad 1970'sMom stayed on the line for a few minutes, while I updated them both on my latest adventures in Korea. Then, dad and I spent some time talking about his latest tomato experiments, and how all the rain had put him behind schedule, and we guessed how early he would have his first ripe tomatoes of the season.

I’m sure I talked to him about some of the challenges I was having adjusting to Korean culture, and how hard the work was. He probably told me how proud he was of me, as he often did.

Two days later, Chris arrived in Korea in time for dinner and then early to bed after a long day of traveling. I woke up around 2am with work deadlines looming on my mind, wondering how I would get everything done. After lying awake for a few minutes, I decided to step out of the hotel room to catch up on email while Chris was still sleeping.

Dad with daughters Kim and Tami 1970'sWhen I returned to the room about an hour later, Chris was awake and talking to someone on the hotel phone. It was my mom. My dad was dead.

A few hours earlier, I would have gotten the news all alone. But Chris was there. As it turned out, he had flown 7000 miles to Korea to pick me up and take me home.

Now here I am, two years later. It’s my second Father’s Day without a father. I still haven’t gotten around to creating the photo montage of his life, set to his favorite music, as I’ve been meaning to do.

Dad with son Kevin 1981I haven’t been back to his grave site since the funeral. I still don’t know how I’m supposed to feel, or what I’m supposed to do to commemorate the anniversary of his death, or what I’m supposed to do on Father’s Day.

So I’ve decided to spend some time with myself, thinking about him, writing in my blog, and being sad because I miss him.

I have much to be thankful for. I have a great life and a great family, and I am even enjoying my job now, for the first time in years.

Most days and weeks and months that pass, I push the memory of my dad into a sealed compartment in my mind or in my heart, and I try not to think about him for more than a few minutes at a time, lest I get sad and start to cry, and my eyes get puffy, and someone finds out that I’ve been crying, and then I have to explain why. Oh, how I dread having to talk about it. Much easier to keep the memories locked away where they can't trigger any pesky emotions.

Dad with granddaughter Kami 2004Not today. Today, I am not going to be strong or happy or thankful about anything. I am going to think about my dad as much as I want, and my heart is going to ache because I miss him so much, and because I will never be able to connect with another human being in the same way I connected with him, and because no one will ever “get” me like he did, and because the world is worse off without him and I still had so much to learn from him.

Soon, I will have spent enough time wallowing in sorrow and will allow the joy of life return to my heart. Until then, I will be unapologetically sad, since that's what I need to be this Father's Day.

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Saturday, December 13, 2008

Joy's 2008 Christmas Letter

Here is the Christmas newsletter Joy sent out this year (minus the picture, which was taken on Thanksgiving--that was my contribution):

December 12, 2008

Greetings Friends and Family,

JoyI have been struggling to decide on Christmas cards this year, as my year has been filled with unimaginable events. I am so glad we don’t know at the end of one year what the next one will bring. We just take it as it comes and with God’s Grace make it though...

I think most everyone who will receive this letter does know that Ron was killed tragically in a tractor accident on June 17. It was so unbelievable. He was here, and then he wasn’t. I felt comfort in knowing that he went the way he would have wanted to go. He was in the tomato field he loved, and it was instant, without any pain or suffering. He would not have wanted to be injured of incapacitated and be a burden to anyone. He was able to live out his dream of ‘playing in the dirt’ for 19 years, and although he didn’t get to try all the innovative ideas and plans he had for the future, he was able to make a difference in the agriculture scene both locally and state wide with his efforts in starting the local Farmer’s Market and participation in the Midwest Vegetable Growers Association and the Mississippi River Hills Association.

Last night I felt like I could finally write a letter. I visited with our Pastor yesterday to decide how the memorial money, which came in through our church, was to be used. It was amazing the tributes which came from literally across the country and totaled $830.00. These were not large amounts, but represented a lot of people who loved and respected Ron and whom he touched during his lifetime. My children and I decided that Ron wouldn’t have wanted a memorial to himself, but would like to help others, as he was so community minded. Because of the Christmas season and with so much need within our church and around the community, we were able to pick five families connected with our church with immediate needs and assist with rent, utilities, and food. I wanted you to know that your contributions are doing great good this Christmas season. Thank you for your generosity.

On June 17, the garden was nearly planted with around 600 tomato plants in the ground, several varieties of peppers and squash, cucumbers, and okra. Kevin and Kim decided they wouldn’t let Dad’s produce go to waste, so they took over the garden. There were still a couple hundred plants not planted, so with the help of Emily’s family and other friends, they completed several rows
and planted a few more tomatoes. Over 100 plants were taken to the Farmer’s Market and given to anyone who wanted them. Of course, everyone was thrilled to get one of Ron’s plants!

Over the next 12 weeks, the kids processed over 3 tons of tomatoes and unknown quantities of the other vegetables. The weather was very good for growing this Summer, and when it looked like the cucumbers or squash was about to die, it would rain and cool off, and we would get more. Kevin and Emily, Kim and Monty (her friend), and extended families and friends worked so hard to process all the produce. We sent a load to a food coop in St. Louis every week, as well as sold at the Farmer’s Market twice a week. It was a bumper crop! Ron would have been proud!

Needless to say, we were all tired and ready for the season to be over, but yet hating to see it end, as it will be the end of produce on Hale Farms. The kids decided it’s more work than they can take on, and how would they ever grow all those plants like Dad did. He had done a lot of the work for them this year.

Tami and Chris spent the first week with Kim and Kevin as they finished the garden and gave away plants at the Market, but she decided she wasn’t the ‘farmer type’! She is my behind the scene person, working up my spread sheets and trying to plan my financial future. I couldn’t do without her expertise and help. Her job takes her around the world, where she does marketing and consulting for major corporations, so my small finances are easy for her! Our five year old Granddaughter, Kami, misses her grandpa, but was a great help in the garden. She picked cherry tomatoes one day for over an hour, came out green up to her shoulders, but was so proud of her bucket of tomatoes! We are expecting another granddaughter in February. Kevin and Emily found out the day before Father’s Day, which was the Sunday before the accident about their baby, so Ron did know he was to be grandpa again. We’re praying for a healthy baby and easy delivery for Emily.

My parents live in Farmington in an assisted living facility and are doing pretty good for age 82 and 84. I bring them out for all family occasions and dinners and try to see them most every day. I am so glad they are close by. My family has been so important during this last six months. My brothers and sister and families have been here, helping clean out barns and garages and work in the yard. Ron’s brother and wife, Rick and Judy, and other friends worked with

Kevin to put up the hay this summer. They baled over 1,000 square bales and 100 or more large bales. I am so blessed to have such a wonderful family. In addition to family, there have been so many neighbors and friends who have been there for us this year. I am so thankful for each of you for your love and support.

It has been your prayers and support that have brought us through this year. We really do feel God’s presence keeping us going and giving us hope for the future. I probably will down size my house, and maybe move to town sometime over the next year. I will try to keep the farm land, as Kevin has plans for the land, and plans to bale the hay next year.

Please continue to pray for me and my family, as we continue to work out our lives and future. I have peace to know that God knows best, and I am accepting his promise that he will give us life abundantly, more than we can ever ask or expect. So I’ll wait to see what the future holds.

Best wishes for a wonderful Christmas and a Great New Year,

Joy and Family

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Tuesday, September 2, 2008

The Music Has Stopped

If you've ever visited the gardens, you may remember hearing Mozart or Chopin booming from the high tunnels. Dad was convinced that his tomatoes responded to music, especially classical music, so the radio played uninterrupted throughout the growing season.

A few days ago, after the last tomatoes were picked, mom decided it was time to turn off the music, close up the tunnels, and call an end to the season.

Thanks to Kim & Monty and Kevin & Emily, for their dedication and hard work in getting dad's final season of produce to market.
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Thursday, July 17, 2008

Ron's Pampered Tomatoes Available Now

Pampered TomatoesThe big red slicing tomatoes are here! I'm sure my dad would have been able to tell you the exact variety of tomato. All I know is that they are red, juicy, sweet, and absolutely delicious. I've been trying not to think about the fact that this will be the last summer we will ever taste a fresh tomato from dad's garden. Instead, I've been living in the moment, eating his tomatoes every day and savoring every delicious bite...

Sliced tomatoes seem to go well with everything, and one of my favorite summer snacks is cottage cheese with chopped tomato, dusted with a little salt & plenty of freshly ground pepper.

I recently tracked down a recipe for traditional Spanish style gazpacho and have included it below. It is quite different from the varieties of gazpacho typically found in the States. Tasting it brings back memories of my time in Spain a few years ago.

Giant ZucchiniWe also still have lots of squash, zucchini, and cucumbers available, and are trying to keep them picked frequently enough that they don't turn into crazy giant vegetables. Last week, we were away from the garden for a few days and ended up with dozens of zucchini and squash that were more than 15 inches long and 3 inches in diameter!

Although we still have lots of gold cherry and red grape tomatoes, we've mostly been picking them on request because they're more work to harvest than the bigger tomatoes. Just let us know if you want some.

Please call Joy at 573-756-3666 or email anytime to place an order and arrange pickup or delivery.

You can also look for Kim at the Farmington Farmers Market on Wednesday afternoons.

Unfortunately, we haven't been able to find anyone in the family willing to spend their Friday evenings and Saturday mornings picking, packing, and selling, so you probably won't see us at the Saturday Market.

Southern Spain (Andalusian) Style Gazpacho
2.5 lbs very ripe tomatoes, quartered
2 garlic cloves, coarsely chopped
1 medium red bell pepper, coarsely chopped, plus more for optional garnish, finely chopped
One 2-inch bread cube cut from firm-textured French style loaf, crusts removed
2 tablespoons sherry vinegar (can substitute red wine vinegar)
2 teaspoons kosher or sea salt
½ teaspoon ground cumin
½ teaspoon sugar
½ cup mild extra virgin olive oil

2.5 lbs of tomatoesIn food processor, place half of the tomatoes, the garlic, pepper, bread, vinegar, salt, cumin, and sugar. Blend until no large pieces remain. With the motor running, add the remaining tomatoes, and when well processed, gradually add the oil. Beat until as smooth as possible.

Pass through a food mill or strainer, pressing to extract as much liquid as possible. Discard the solids. Chill several hours (overnight, if possible) to allow flavors to combine.

Serve as a drink over ice, or as a cold soup with finely chopped red pepper garnish.

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Monday, July 7, 2008

We have produce!

Finally, some good news--we have oodles of ripe sungold cherry tomatoes as well as red grape tomatoes, cucumbers, yellow squash, and zucchini. We probably won't make it to the Farmers Market as regularly as Ron, but we're always happy to take orders via phone or email and have you pick up your box of goodies directly from the farm on Hwy OO. For contact information and directions, visit

The big red tomatoes are coming on slowly, and will probably be available for sale in a couple of weeks. For now, the family is eating them as fast as they ripen. We sold a couple of boxes of tomatoes just before the 4th of July weekend and were in a panic as we realized we barely had enough ripe tomatoes left for our own barbeque!

Soon, we'll have plenty to share.

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Monday, June 30, 2008

The Farm Will Go On

Pepper Plant in the GardenIn his final week, dad worked long days to get the remaining tomato, pepper, eggplant, and okra plants into the ground, but he had quite a backlog due to the heavy spring rains. He was so particular about how each plant was to be planted and cared for, that he preferred to do everything himself.

He was always happy to let people into the gardens to show them around. He might even let family members or close friends pick vegetables once in a while. But he did all of the planting and watering himself, systematically and methodically, at his own pace, in his own way...

Tami in the Tomato PatchFor me, it took about 20 minutes of picking produce to re-confirm that I'm not cut out for farming. I got back to the house with my small bucket of produce, sweating and flushed from the heat, covered in Incredible Hulk green from the tomato plants.

Fortunately, my brother (Kevin) has stepped in to take over farming operations to ensure we get at least one more season of Hale Farms produce. He has been working long days in the gardens, stopping only long enough to cut and bale hay with our uncle Rick. He has even managed to recruit a number of family and friends to help, giving some of them their first exposure to farming.

Kami and Kevin - The two who know the most about dad's gardenThe Saturday after the funeral, my sister (Kim), sister-in-law (Emily) and I took the last truckload of unplanted tomato and pepper plants to the Farmer's Market to find good homes for them. Throughout the day, people stopped by to express their condolences and to adopt plants.

We had at least 20 varieties of tomato plants and 10 varieties of peppers to give away, including pink, gold, and striped tomatoes and blue bell peppers. Only a few of the plants were marked, so there will definitely be some surprises in backyard gardens this summer.

About 20 minutes before the market closed, we still had almost 200 plants and were trying to figure out how to keep them alive until they could be planted. Just in time, a friend of dad's who was teaching a gardening program for 5th graders stopped by and took all of the remaining plants to be planted at the school.

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Saturday, June 21, 2008

Ron's Legacy

Ron with one of his high tunnelsThe following eulogy was given by his second daughter, Tami Hale, at Ron's funeral:

You probably knew our dad was in the military for 21 years. You may even know the reason he went into the military was so he could retire and dedicate his life to farming the land he loved. But you may not know the rest of the story...

Our dad's father worked hard on the farm and outside the farm to support his family. Even still, they didn't have much money and couldn't always afford the basics. In the harsh Missouri winters of his youth, there were nights when our dad laid in bed, wrapped in his winter coat, shivering from the cold with his stomach growling, dreaming of what could be.

He dreamt of a day when he had a family of his own and could provide everything they needed. In this dream, he was a farmer, working the land he loved to provide for his family and for his community. It seemed impossible to have it all, but he was determined to find a way.

He knew part of the answer was education, so he worked 3 jobs to put himself through college and graduated with honors. It was there he met and fell in love with our mom. In order to provide for his family, he put his dream of farming on hold, and pursued a career in the military.

He didn't know which branch to sign up for until he learned that being a Meteorologist in the Navy had shorter deployments that would allow him to spend more time with his family. That's all it took to convince him to join--even though at the time he couldn't swim and was afraid of the water.

His drive to provide for his family was so much stronger than any fear, which is what gave him the courage to jump off the high dive into the water to complete his officers training.

Graveside ServiceThroughout his 21 years in the Navy, he never stopped dreaming about returning to the land he loved. He took advantage of every educational opportunity offered while he was in the Navy, so he could take farming to the next level, whenever he finally got his chance.

He never stayed inside the lines of conventional farming. He had dreams of getting into new markets and inventing new methods and technologies to make farming more efficient and to make the bounty more plentiful.

I remember a time when he was taking MBA night classes, working full time, and planning his future farm in his spare time. He would tell us about the research he had done to identify the untapped market for bullfrogs, used for frog legs and scientific research. Millions of pounds were imported into the US every year and he was determined to become one of the first domestic suppliers.

We would look over his shoulder as he graphed out the placement and size of each bullfrog pond, designed systems to ward off predators, and created an environment where the frogs could really thrive.

One year, we spent our summer vacation on the farm, planting 1000 Christmas tree seedlings so they would be mature enough to sell by the time he retired and returned to the land.

For 19 years after he retired from the Navy, he lived his dream. He worked the land and experimented every year with dozens of varieties of tomatoes and other produce, setup crop-specific composting to achieve the right balance of soil nutrition for each type of plant, built high tunnels to extend the growing season and deliver vine ripened tomatoes in June, and invented countless planting techniques and irrigation systems.

Granddaughter KamiDuring his 19 years on the farm, his family stayed close. He experienced the success of his children and the birth of his first grandchild. As a family, we continued to grow and learn about each other and depend on each other and lift each other up through good and bad times. Ron was not just a great father and grandfather; he was a great friend.

Words cannot express how much we loved him and how much we will miss him.

So, as one of his favorite commentators Paul Harvey would say, now you know the rest of the story.

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Thursday, June 19, 2008

A Tribute to Ron Hale

The following comes from an email sent to members of Fair Shares, by Sara Hale:

We are so sad to report this and we send our deepest sympathy to Ron's family as well as to all who knew him, because he touched us all in such a positive way. His loss will be felt by many for a very long time, and we feel lucky to have known him for even a short time.

I met Ron at a Slow Food tour on his farm in April 2007, and was so impressed with his intuitiveness, inventiveness and curiosity in sustainable growing techniques. I thought "This is what this world needs: more farmers like Ron who work with nature to coax the most beautiful bounty of good food from the ground, rather than the industrial train that tries to bully as much as possible out of the earth, whether healthful or harmful, while giving nothing in return."

I took Ron's business card, as well as a lettuce plant in a pot that I purchased and enjoyed for the next several weeks. For months I told people about Ron's farm and his compost experiments and the success he found with the different composts on different crops based on the acidity and chemical makeup. I told about the the incredibly high sugar content he was able to achieve in his sungold tomatoes, the worth-their-weight-in-gold treasure of the summer. I was jealous of the shoppers at Farmington's Farmers' Market and pouted about St. Louis being out of his market, longing to get a taste of them myself.

As my sister Jamie and I developed our ideas of Fair Shares, I knew from the beginning that Ron would be on our list of farmers. He encompassed everything I wanted to help educate our members about. From the first contact, Ron was supportive and dependable. He attended every meeting, offered great advice, and completely understood our mission, which made it a pleasure to work with him. He was passionate about his techniques and his beliefs, without judging or expecting other growers to live up to his high farming standards.

Ron told Jamie and me about a MO-Ag conference on CSAs we may want to attend, and it proved to be a wonderful resource. There at the conference when we ran into him at a coffee break, Ron introduced us to a farmer friend who asked if he and I were related. The truth is no, but I would have been proud to say yes, so from that point on I decided I'd adopt Ron as a surrogate uncle, and it really does feel as if I've lost a dear uncle.

Over the past 9 weeks, Ron has been as helpful, dependable and inspiring as ever. He and his wife Joy attended our Fair Shares open house, and I hope some of you all got the chance to meet him. We enjoyed his incredible robust and delicious spinach, buttercrunch lettuce, broccoli and cauliflower, and a couple of us got to try a few of the most delicious ever strawberries. Most of all, we enjoyed Ron's deliveries to Fair Shares because we loved listening to his stories and his reports on his latest trials and experiments. We excitedly discussed our future collaborations with Hale-Farms and Fair Shares. I reminded him of the purple martin story he told our Slow Food group the year before, and after hearing it again, I was inspired to share it on the Fair Shares newsletter a couple of weeks ago (see below).

Ron's sungold tomatoes should be about ready for harvesting, and it will be a bitter blow never to have tried that which intrigued and inspired me most about Ron. We hope that all of Ron's hard work and frustrations with the slow start this spring won't go to waste, and that his crops might be taken on by someone as devoted as he was to sustainable agriculture and the challenge of getting the most flavor possible into his vegetables–as it says on Ron's website, "it's a matter of taste." I for one would welcome the opportunity to remember Ron Hale for the delicious contributions he made to our lives and our menus, both in life and after.

The Purple Martin Story:
On a Slow Food tour last year in April, we visited Cave Vineyard and two farms in St. Genevieve County. After witnessing the devastating results of the spring freeze at the Vineyard and the blueberry farm, we were surprised to see a hearty crop growing at Hale Farms.

Farmer Ron Hale told a story that demonstrates the amazing ways in which nature shares its secrets--if we would but pay attention. Ron put bluebird houses at the corners of his field to attract the bluebirds, which are known for their voracious insect appetites in order to keep his organically grown vegetables bug free.

What he didn’t know was that bluebirds are very territorial and would never build their nests in houses so close together. This mistake afforded him an opportunity to learn about another farmer-friendly bird. Before long, purple martins took over the extra houses and Ron observed over time that the purple martin scouts showed up precisely two weeks before the start of spring each year, as the martins are unable to withstand the cold.

Last March, when the warm weather heralded the beginning of spring, and other farmers had taken advantage of the early start, Farmer Ron held out planting his seedlings in the fields because the scouts had yet to arrive. His decision to wait proved wise when the temperature plummeted below freezing on April 5th. It appears Mother Nature can’t even fool the purple martin. Talk about following your instincts.

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Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Tragic End to Hale Farms

As some of you may have heard, Ron died in a farming accident on Tuesday, June 17.

Ron was alone in his field trying to jump-start an old tractor with a dead battery, when it suddenly lurched forward, knocking him down and rolling over his chest. He died instantly.

For information about the funeral, which will be held Friday, June 20, visit Taylor Funeral Home.

He will be dearly missed.

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Sunday, May 4, 2008

Spinach Finally Planted

I have finally planted my spinach, broccoli, cauliflower, cabbage and romaine lettuce between rainshowers. I think this is going to be one of those challenging springs...

After I finally got part of the garden ready and installed my drip tape irrigation and covered my ridges with black plastic, the next night a pair of deer crossed through the garden punching holes in my plastic with their feet. Since the spinach has been planted the wind has been extremely high, breaking off many of the leaves. The plants are now showing signs of new growth and we are starting to harvest a little spinach.

This past Friday morning a line of thunderstorms passed through and I think I must have experienced a "micro burst" of wind. It broke off my electric pole which provides power to my wellhouse that is my source of water for the gardens. It also blew over a telephone pole and moved some wooden pallets by my barn about 10 feet. I was finally able to get a new electric pole installed today and my power is now back on-line so I can get water to my tomato, pepper and eggplant transplants sitting in one of my high tunnels. Our temperature dropped to 32F last night which I hope is the last cold night this spring.

I'm looking forward to the weather this next week being more cooperative so I can get some tomatoes planted.

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Saturday, April 19, 2008

Late Start in the Garden

This is my first attempt at writing a blog. I think this will be an excellent way for me to keep you informed on how my produce in coming along and when each item will be available. I appreciate my daughter, Tami, setting this blog up for me.

Between rain, high winds, and cool temperatures this is proving to be a frustrating Spring to get my garden going. My soil has a high clay content so when it becomes saturated (more like under water) it takes a long time to dry out. My planting schedule is running about 3 to 4 weeks behind but I'm not alone as everyone in the midwest appears to be in the same "boat".

My spinach, lettuce, broccoli, cauliflower and cabbage transplants have been sitting in one of my high tunnels for 4 weeks now waiting for an opportunity to get them into the garden. It thought I was going to get an opportunity to get them planted this past week when I was finally able to get part of my garden worked up and reading for planting. Then we had two days of 20 to 30 mile-per-hour winds so I couldn't risk putting my transplants out and having them ripped to shreds. After an inch of rain yesterday I'm back to square one. Oh well, my farmer optimism says next week will be better...we'll see.
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Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Welcome to Ron's new blog!

This year, we're trying something new to stay in touch with our customers and our community. This blog will be a place for Ron to let everyone know about his latest speaking engagements, conferences, and experiments in sustainable agriculture. He is also going to try to keep everyone updated with Hale Farms' produce availability throughout the growing season.
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