Rain, Vet and a Fizzle

 Tortuga Thursday

In 2012, on the plains of Northern Arizona, two families joined forces and began the trials and tribulations of building a small family farm with nothing in the bank but love.

It hasn't exactly been a stellar week on Tortuga Flats Farm.

Saturday skies

Last Saturday, the farmers' market was windy and it rained. First the wind came and repositioned our tent three feet over, in spite of forty pound weights on each leg. That didn't really drive off the shoppers, but the buckets of water that came moments later pretty much dampened the mood.

The hot water heater is dying yet again. Now it's tripping the breaker besides not heating enough. We have home insurance which we've been in a battle with over the last six months. For the last two and half years, they have allowed fixes only. We could've bought another one by now with the service fees we've paid. The plumber should've been here yesterday. We all were so busy we missed following up on why he didn't make it.

Gabby had a trip to the vet with a gash in her side. Not sure how she did it, but it ended up not being as bad as it looked.

The Indiegogo campaign to expand our pickle business fizzled to a close today. It wasn't a financial success but we did learn a few things. Back to the planning stage. We'll use what little we did raise for some necessary items and continue on. We're dig in and do ourselves people anyway so it's not like it changes our plans. In a couple of weeks, when we receive the final accounting from Indiegogo I'll update everyone on where it went and how we're proceeding.

Nights are colder. Over the next few days we'll harvest butternut and potatoes.

Lance hand tilling for garlic

That will be the end of the outside veggies. It's fall at last!