
Photo from Riverhill's website
Each Friday afternoon, I am given the chance to take a deep breath, look at a beautiful farm, and let go of the stress that builds during a week. All of the weight on my shoulders seems to evaporate as I walk down a flower lined lane on my way to pick up my weekly CSA share at Riverhill Farm.
There’s something magical in the air there, I think. Those same cares and regular life stresses seem to leave everyone as they make the trek to the farm stand. It’s an amazing thing to behold. Then you get the opportunity to speak to Alan or Jo, the kind and soft spoken farmers, or to one of their vibrant – though centered and calm – interns. I anticipate the experience each week, and even without the bounty of veggies in my box, I would still want to journey out to the very end of Cement Hill Road on a regular basis, if only for a whiff of that magical atmosphere.
As part of the Eat Local Extravaganza this August, many of you will get to experience the wellspring of relaxation and beauty of Riverhill too. BriarPatch is sponsoring a farm tour on Sunday, August 14 at 9:00 a.m. Anyone who wishes to carpool should meet at the BriarPatch patio at 8:30 a.m. The Patch will be offering refreshments at the farm. It promises to be an interesting tour and a nice way to spend a Sunday morning. Make sure to let me know if you, too, experience the enchantment that Riverhill offers.
It’s almost August, which means it’s almost time for the Eat Local Extravaganza!




Summer squash — it really is the gift that keeps on giving. Our squash season has just begun, so at this point, I’m still looking forward to sauteed patty pans, zucchini in my pasta, and filling in the gap with crooknecks. That probably won’t be the case by the end of the summer.

the satisfaction of biting into a ripe, sweet, flavor-packed tomato.
Thank goodness for the wonders of modern invention, like porch green houses. I wouldn’t even be able to harvest a handful of fruit this year if it wasn’t for that glorious creation. Isn’t it amazing the good that can come from a few metal pipes, shelves, and plastic? (My fresh herbs like it too.)
love, Komatsuna. This turnip relative is also called Japanese Mustard Spinach.