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“See how upon bare twigs they lie, 

Raindrops, lately of the sky – “

 

So begins the autumn poem After Rain by Rachel Field.  It sets the tone for the mighty month of November very well.  A month sometimes left unloved by many; November is one I love the most.  And rain we have had!  Perfect and pure; unabashed and soothing to the once parched countryside. I have mentioned before how Mother Nature always seems to even things out, and fall rains before the snow is a recipe for moisture recharge that will be most noticeable come spring.  The mountains themselves are already filling with snow which will soon be here in the Valley for keeps.  Amen.

As I tap these keys chickadees bounce about the aspen limbs that droop with their load of orange leaves not-quite shed.  The woodstove crackles, and snow flakes now intermix with the rain.  Robins rejoice in the easy pickings from the lawn, but their time is drawing short.  Ravens caw about during weather breaks; coyotes sing before dark; owls hoot sanctifying the cooling, and much faster falling evening time than a month ago.  One day sodden skies, the next sharp and brilliant with gathering afternoon shadows catching up in hillside coulees, and casting across golden grasses. One can fairly hear the land sigh in relief after the business of summer.   How can one not relish in this month of November?  

October stayed dry and mild and beautiful throughout the first couple weeks.  This enabled me to do a bit of fall field work, including some deeper undercutting (chisel plow) on the home field where we have a few perennial grasses encroaching after years of minimal cultivation.  Given a window of late dry weather – not likely at this viewing – I will pack down the plow ridges and try to get the field as prepped now and with this fall moisture, for next spring’s early crop.  The minimal amount of spring disturbance, the better for moisture retention and the less apt I am to stir up weed-seeds I don’t want.  My fall soil tests are showing balanced minerals, and good levels of available nitrogen due to the heavy cover cropping.

As has become an annual fall pilgrimage of sorts, last month I set off for the northern prairies with our Labrador Clyde riding along.  First along the various rivers of Montana, and then into North Dakota.  I love North Dakota; I love the prairie fall.  Good news for me, our partner and long time, well established organic and regenerative farmers the Schmaltz family happen to be my destination.  Year-long I look forward to this trip and this year was no disappointment as Blaine, Suzie and family welcomed us as always, and we spent a few days talking about farming, walking the land for pheasants, and taking to heart the whole ecosystem and wildlife sanctuary they have created through their farming practices.  Good stuff.  Their farming not only has made the wildlife happy, but the integrity of their harvests is rivaled by few as their lands now work for themselves keeping in balance.  We are fortunate to have such great farming partners and friends!  What they have achieved is a testament to the generational dedication to the land, and a stalwart work ethic that doesn’t always exclude some fun and games at times.  In regenerative farming, regeneration of all energy is a critical part, not the least of which is human energy and zest.

The quality of these grains shows when we go to hull and clean them, and then when we mill them into flour and ultimately show up on your plates!  From the vast wide open, to your cozy little homes, restaurants, and schools you can trust the organic and regenerative certification labels that come with Bluebird products.  This is a food system that is secure and consistent and healthy.  Elsewhere throughout the American “bread basket” maybe not so much.

It may not surprise some of you but it was commonplace to see mounds of soybeans, some corn and wheat surrounding various elevators.  Tariffs anyone?  A cruel irony here is the fact many of these “independent growers” are not so.  Tied to the realities and whims of a global market, in many cases tied to the banks, many of these subsidized growers are stuck in a bad spot.  Does it break my heart to know there may not be near as many GMO crops flooding the delicate prairies lands come spring?  No.  Does it break my heart to see families under such duress – some of it rather sudden?  Of course.  Would I rather see our government take this opportunity to begin subsidizing healthy crops taken from healthy, biological soils?  Absolutely.  Now is the time to double down on our domestic food systems, and make sure this supply feeds everyone in this country first of all.  We can do this.  While doing this, we may find we do not need near the sheer volume of some crops, but might instead enjoy a greater variety.  Yumm.

Which brings us back to our farm tucked away up here in the growing-cold foothills of the North Cascades.  We are doing what we do 5 days a week, year round and welcome you to drop by our small but vibrant entrance store.  Our staff is awesome, and we will be sure and get you what you need whether at our door, through the various stores we sell into, or on the web.  Times are spooky, but let’s not give up the ghost just yet.  Food security is vital to society.  This has always been.

Gather round, give thanks to our Mother Earth, and be kind to one another and in particular, those who may be in more need.

Yours, Farmer Sam

I can’t begin to list the reasons why I love birds.  It might be their cheerful, if not urgent dawn voice?  Is it the slower pace of their evening song?  Their color, their fragility, their resiliency?  Along with so much more, birds sanctify this place spring thru autumn.  When the days grow hot – an unwavering July promise – I am glad birds wake me each dawn and lull me to sleep at twilight.  Yes, 10 o’clock twilight this time of year is bedtime for some farmers!  

What does this have to do with Bluebird Grain Farms?  In some ways, everything.  Twenty years ago when we thought of what to name our farm, we settled on a bird that sanctifies this place we live and love most of all.  As well, by farming in a fashion that respects all of Nature, birds signify the health of a countryside the same way fish might reflect the purity of a stream.  When we have large varieties of birds at the Farm it makes us feel good knowing they are here for the habitat and food, whether creepy-crawlies in the soils, or the actual crops themselves.  Our partner growers feel much the same, and we often swap photos of the different wildlife at our separate farms.

Lots of birdlife means healthy soil and rich grains that come from these soils.  Of course, we take water samples and soil samples but there are few substitutes for actually strolling the fields, touching the earth and seeing what we see with our own eyes and the feeling it gives.  It may not always be positive, either.   Maybe a crop isn’t looking as we’d hoped, or there are field edges that need improvement.  Maybe we are having to water a little more than planned, or there is extra weed pressure.  These things do not always show up on tests.  As scientific as some have tried to make agriculture, last time I checked it remains inexact. Intuition can tell me a lot and generally if the early morning field is active with birds, bees, deer – I know we have something good going on.

And we do have good things going on here at Bluebird!  Lots of good summer visitors show up in our tiny valley to enjoy this scenic place.  Customers – both old and new – bring their smiles to the Farm door.  My favorite part is meeting new customers, or customers that have known us for years through the internet but stop by and visit for the first time!  There are few substitutes for authenticity.   We feel very fortunate to be part of a number of very authentic, and very small businesses here in our valley that work hard day in and day out to serve customers with consistency and quality.

Twenty years ago when we started Bluebird Grain Farms, Brooke and I knew we needed to offer the freshest and highest quality 100% organic whole grains and flours.  We knew we needed a brand with a signature that spoke to our ethics.  In that 20 years, many hatches and generations of bluebirds have come and gone, but each turn around the sun has taught us a ton, and in the end has kept us right here, doing what we have always done.  I am grateful we have been able to grow to meet your demands.  I am grateful for the support we have always had and continue to have as we maintain quality and consistency in growingly uncertain times.  Solid food supply will never go out of style.  For sure, this was one reason our forefathers fought for their independence!

June stayed cloudy at times, somewhat cool, but never delivered our rains.  July has come in hot – literally.  Residual moisture from the late fall rains last year, then the solid snowpack on unfrozen ground is what has kept the hills somewhat green all the way until now.  That is all about to change, and we are bracing for what could be a smoky and somewhat scary next couple of months.  Not a great scenario, yet Nature always holds surprises.

With our cover crop peas all turned under, and our summer cover of buckwheat up and running, I guess all there is to do is keep milling, packing and delivering our best around the West.  Oh, and maybe go fishing??  Or hiking?  Or swimming!

A family of grouse pecks around the clover just outside my door as I write these notes.  This month’s notes are dedicated, most of all, to our long lived Labrador named Tucker who made it to 15 and knew a thing or two about grouse, and cover crops, and how to wag his tail at most everyone he saw.  We said goodbye to him last month.  Now he rests down by the cool creek along with our others.  He wasn’t necessarily a big fan of summer anyway, though he did like to fish!

Democracy is perhaps the hardest form of government to maintain.  Two hundred and fifty years ago our forefathers gave us the opportunity to try and despite the ups and the downs, now is no time to quit.  Let’s celebrate by rejoicing in the freedoms we still have in this great country.  

Cheers, Tucker.  Cheers, America

Farmer Sam

Farm Dogs

 

That fast, rising at 5 seems late while 8 in the evening seems early to the table.  June’s long light resets my clock year after year, and seemingly without notice.  The energy field shifts and across the countryside everything is busy.  The full Strawberry Moon is coming up, then the solstice arrives and things will stall, before more slowly tipping the other way by the month’s end.

Most years, June is our wettest of the spring/summer months.  However, this doesn’t appear to be the case this year and we sure could use some good rains.  With all the surface recharge from a wet last fall, then the early snowpack, the hills remain fairly green even as the blossoms of balsamroot and lupine fade.  That will change soon I believe, and the browning of summer will likely take hold for real.

Our winter peas here at the farm are blossoming and I just finished mowing them down so we can grow them out a bit longer.  I try to keep a cover crop cycling as long as possible if I am not cropping grain that year.  This fixes more nitrogen in the soil and adds biomass, or green manure to the surface.  I may plant winter grains toward the end of the summer, or wait until next spring so the more prolonged growth on the peas the better.  I will turn them under toward the end of the month.

All the other crops are in, and the long light of June will kick some real growth spurts off.  Our first hot weather is upcoming.  So far, 80’s have been the highest temps all spring so that, too, has been a bonus.  But, here comes summer!

The grain cleaning line and milling line have been busy, and we have been doing a lot of shipping these past weeks.  One of the nice things for me has been occasionally meeting some of our walk-in customers I get to help and visit with.  This is really enjoyable for me.  At times I can  feel pretty removed from our customers.  Please keep dropping by, and I hope I happen to be in the packaging area when you do!

Here is a poem I wrote called Evening Birds.  It is from my newest collection of writing entitled “Colors” .  You can find it here at the Farm, on our Bluebird website, Trail’s End Bookstore, or at White Birch Books In New Hampshire.

 Evening birds now

 

Late May arrivals

 Reminding us despite ninety degrees

Spring holds fast here to the foothills

 

Evening hummingbirds, thrush, warbler, vireo

As the last sun turns purple

Over distant and jagged peaks-

A breeze kicks up.

 

Evening spring birds grow in chorus

Dusk pushing down the ridges

Over the valley fields,

Heavy along the creek.

 

Evening birds as we finish, finally

Sowing all our seeds

An ancient dog nearby

Who still perks up- recognizes us

When we finish

Soiled head to toe.

 

Evening birds… so right

Reminders I’ve so much to write

Of hope I’ve not forgotten

These past seasons

Front and center

Of a different play entire.

 

Evening bird song in late May

So sweet it prevails

Above the travails

As the wind wails

And heat and frost and squalls

Singing of what is faithful

And true.

Congratulations to all the graduates!  Go forth with zest, be brave, respectful and I wish you the very best.

Yours 

Farmer Sam

 

Here are our April Farmer Notes: April… the month of awakening.  March might be noted as the month of change, however April is the month that leads once the script is flipped from winter to spring.  With the last of the snow receding from the foothills, a menagerie of birds have returned.  Meadowlarks; sparrows; hawks and eagles.  Swallows, robins, jays and yes bluebirds!  To name only a few.  Nothing so brilliant as a handful of male mountain bluebirds flitting about the otherwise drab countryside.  Oh my; it is no less shocking of a sight year after year.  To be sure, one that sanctifies the season.

I know from the years here that a wet late fall, followed by an earlier and solid winter, often gives way to a damp and invigorated spring such as the one that lies before us.  Already spring beauties, yellow bells and bluebells dot the greening slopes.  Soon enough we will see our first balsamroot in the lower valley and then the aspen will leaf-out and from there it will be a flood of daily changes.  I suspect the wind will kick up any day – another harbinger of April in the Methow.  This season for the senses is like no other.  Welcome!  

As we say goodbye to winter and switch out the snow removal equipment for farming tools, I am always amazed how fast the seasons come and go.  This may have something to do with growing a year older myself, but how can a place like this fit 4 full seasons into a year were it not otherwise?  As I walk the fields that were buried in snow only a month ago, I see the winter peas are not only awake, but beginning to color up and grow!  Our soil profile is in terrific shape moisture wise.  The snow pack in the mountains is decent and we will have plenty of moisture for our more user friendly annual crops here at Bluebird.  Bluebird farming partners in the Columbia basin and on the northern plains are also stirring and anxious to begin the farming season.

At our Mill

Our flour mill has been staying busy as the baking season never really ends.  The fresh milled einkorn flour just flies out the door weekly, and we are pleased how well used it is.  As are all of our other whole grain flours, and whole grains themselves.  Inventory is solid, and with planting season around the corner, there is little risk we will run short of your favorite grains and mixes.

National Organic Coalition

The organic food business has grown to be about $70 billion in this country.  It has done so largely unsubsidized.  This speaks volumes to consumer confidence, demand, and choice.  It is estimated that for every dollar invested in organic agriculture, there is a $20 return.  In the next 7 years, this national value is predicted to almost double.  Economy, food security, independence and health are all cornerstones of what organic agriculture has always been.  These are all points the National Organic Coalition – of which I was a guest member of this year – brought to Washington DC the last week in March during our “Fly-in” event.  

Bluebird was asked to participate this year by NOC member PCC Markets, as we are one of PCC’s  suppliers.  Their hope was for a farmer from District 4 to join the cause, as Representative Dan Newhouse ( District 4) sits on the Ag appropriations committee, and has shown support for organic agriculture over the years.  Thus, yours truly jumped on a plane for Dulles airport, DC.

I will say it was a full 3 days.  All of our meetings on the Hill were condensed into one day however, we took a full day to prep, and a full day to debrief.  There were about 25 of us in total, and we broke into sub-groups for most of the meetings.  Our Washington State group consisted of PCC Markets, Seattle;  Nature Path’s Foods, Blaine; the Organic Seed Alliance Port Townsend, and myself from Winthrop.  

Policy, policy, policy.  Each year, US taxpayers hand out roughly $30 billion… yes billion in subsidies to farm business and agriculture.  A whopping $23 million of that goes to the National Organic Program which has to cover label enforcement, research, minimal certification cost share and a host of other things.  Still, organic thrives.  It remains the only growing sector in Agriculture.  

NOC was there simply trying to save what little organic support we have at this point, and did ask for a $7 million increase to and even $30 million.  This was an ask directly to Newhouse, who I felt we had a very good meeting with, as well as several other Senators and Congress members while we were there.  Given the fact that the Farm Bill flounders along on extensions – going on two years now – all of this “discretionary “ spending is at risk.  It may seem like small potatoes, but seed spuds at the very least, to what I like to think will become a much bigger movement.  I think the timing could be ripe.  Organic: Independent, (import free), free market (capitalism), healthy (MAHA).  Making Agriculture Great Again.

I had a dear Uncle who once quipped that there were three basic rules to business: Politics, politics, politics.  Everyone seems to be enthralled with politics these days.  I encourage us all to be civil as we get involved while attempting to move the needle back toward the middle.  One  way to do this is to work with one another on the ideas we agree on, not always the ones we don’t.  This is politics – frustrating as it is at times.

Thank you NOC for inviting me along on this informative trip.  Thanks to all of you conscientious and loyal customers!  I wish you all a healthy spring!

Your farmer, Sam

Our March Farmer Notes:  Ahhh… the mighty month of March.  This year it comes in lamb-like on the coattails of a February wherein we experienced both the coldest, and warmest temperatures of the new year. In truth, February seemed more like March can be with a fierce start but mellow finish.  Following a few -10 degree nights, the final couple days rose above freezing and that fast, March is rolling along with stunning, sunny days and a torrent of bird life as the snowy hillsides begin to soften and south ridges shed their winter blanket.

At first there was a shift in the chickadee’s song, then a handful of robins showed up then the winged parade began for real: blackbirds; juncos, finches, grosbeaks; phoebes; geese and yes, even mountain bluebirds!  All in a week’s time.  Never have I seen the shift so sudden nor so musical.  The pace seems almost frantic.  Coyotes sing throughout the night and sometimes even during mid-day.  Owls keep to the dark woods except one evening just as the sliver of a moon rested atop the Butte with Venus straight above, a great owl soared across the lasting horizon.  The silence and swiftness of that bird sanctified the mood.  I just love this place!

Meanwhile, back at the Farm the main yard has all melted out.  Now freight and grain trucks can come and go more easily as they resupply our field crops, so that in turn we can clean, grade and fresh mill them for packaging and then send them back out to a door near you.  Or maybe your own door?   Our supply remains solid and our thoughts turn toward spring and subsequent plantings.  There remains plenty of snow on the fields here, and I suspect excellent soil moisture this year as we had wonderful late fall rains before the snows that insulated the ground winter-long.  This is so important for planting purposes, plus it will ease the strain on irrigation needs.  Our grain crops are pretty gentle on water-supply.  However, I’d guess there will be good water supply for even the water-hog crops such as alfalfa, too.

I do not like to see winter go yet with the rapidly building daylight and strengthening sun. I can’t help but feel the age-old excitement that spring brings, particularly if one is a farmer.  I will do my best to keep skiing so long as it lasts, but I’ve also begun switching the tractors over from their winter duties of snow plowing and removal.  Now they are ready for farm implements, instead.  By next month the fields will be melted and full of robins.  Did I mention this month’s upcoming full moon is the Worm Moon?  Here’s to all those wageless workers of the soil.

These are strange and interesting times some might agree.   As I’ve been mentioning more in recent notes, policy is very important and current Agricultural policy can use some improvement.  The Farm Bill’s latest extension runs out Sept. 30th, if the federal government doesn’t shut down sooner (Mar. 14?).  With so much rhetoric flying around right now??  It so happens that I’ve been invited to travel to DC the last week in March as part of the National Organic Coalition to weigh in on farm policy, and lobby for strengthening organic farming support.  The organic industry receives very few subsidies and thus, the few that we do receive – such as certification cost share – are very important.  Keep in mind we have to PAY for the USDA’s organic certification label.  And this certification fee is based not on profit, but on gross sales.  In other words, the stronger the sales, the more we pay.  Hmmm.  Such incentives?

Regardless, as many of you know Bluebird has been a voice for organic agriculture for 20 years now, and I’ve been a certified grower for 25.  I believe in what we do as much as I ever have, but also realize the difficulties and realities of all the paperwork involved, and that many small farms can easily become overwhelmed.  Also, there is an increasing temptation by some to “cook” the system.  Therefore, more and more enforcement of the guidelines is needed.

I will be part of a team meeting with State Rep Dan Newhouse, and also with Maria Cantwell’s team and Patty Murray.  Do they have more important things to do?  Well, is there anything more important than our health?

I will report back soon.  Stay tuned!

Your farmer, Sam

That fast, we are at the beginning round of 12 more moons!  The dark month of December was all the darker due to continued storms and thus, very few nights were clear enough to see the moon whether full or new!  Truth to tell, December delivered a lot of moisture right on the coattails of a wet November and our snowpack is in very good shape as we begin this new year.  I love the silence and comfort of full snow banks and pure white fields.  However, as I pointed out in last year’s notes, this sort of snow is hard on many other creatures.

Birds like the chickadee we might associate with joy for a white and quiet landscape, wherein their ‘chickadee-dee-dee’ cadence sounds more cheery and poignant.  Owls of the night sanctify the depth of winter, and one snowy day I saw the most perfect little northern pygmy owl along a brushy, unfrozen seep.  A deep winters’ landscape can be so quiet, one’s own breathing can seem disruptive.  Let alone the sound of squeaky footsteps… 

The fields are snug, the holidays have come and gone, and the new year of work has begun here at Bluebird Grain Farms as we enter our 20th year.  Twenty years…  As the younger generation exclaims: Really!?  It has gone that fast and we have learned so much.  We’ve met a vast host of customers over these years, and look forward to continuing to serve them while  welcoming many new customers.  

We took a week here at the Farm to regroup following the holiday buzz, and have streamlined a few of our systems even further.  We’ve added a couple new and energetic staff members as we plan for a busy year ahead doing the same thing we have always done: Delivering top-quality, organic whole grains and flours grown with deep care, and custom milled on a weekly basis.  

With our recently certified Regenerative food processing facility, as well as a number of our Regen certified products, we now offer not only the USDA organic certification, but a Regenerative certification as well.  We feel confident that true and certified Regenerative crops will play a very large role in the future of agriculture, and consequently, our climate.  And the Regenified certification is as comprehensive and thorough as any.  The goal is not only to protect our precious soils, but to improve them.  These have always been our main beliefs at Bluebird.  We do not go through sometimes expensive, time consuming certification processes just to add another label on our brand.  We do it because we believe.  As always, we welcome feedback.  

We’ve had our hands full with all this new snow while just keeping the Farm cleared for operations!  Storm cycles are a double edged sword.  While they add twice the work to operations, they bring beautiful moisture for our semi-desert landscape, and this is critical for it to thrive.  I always am willing to put up with the greater work load for the overall gain.

Farm Bill update: Another extension has been passed, to the tune of 10 billion USD in farm aid.  The majority of this aid will go to three crops: Corn, soy, sugar.  None of which will be certified organic, Regenerative, or otherwise.  Diabetes anyone?  The incoming administration mentions not being in support of this extension?  Obviously, there will be a lot to do on any actual Farm Bill – now two years overdue.  The most recent extension ends March 14.

Meanwhile, please know that although there are few subsidies for organic crops, our inventory is very strong going into the new year and we will not be running out of our grains anytime soon.  Although we think of the holidays as the eating season, really, it is just the beginning of the eating season!  Hearty soups and fresh breads warm the soul during these deep winter months.  So, please enjoy.  We love the thought of our goods leaving our Farm directly for your table.  Let’s hope field- to- plate never goes out of style.

Up next: The full “Wolf Moon” !

And the holiday season has begun! This is hard to believe yet as I write this on Thanksgiving weekend I’m quite aware the year is nearing the end-zone and next up is the “Big One”. Like many, I actually enjoy Thanksgiving as much as Christmas. More so, in some ways. No matter, the joy and thankfulness of both sanctify this darker and quieter time of year I love. November.

Blessed and glorious November that, once again, delivered. Big time, giving us the nice, steady rains I’d so hoped for, as these rains softened and opened the soil. Then before the ground could freeze, we received a substantial dollop of first-snow to the tune a foot or so, with more that followed. The snow itself had a lot of moisture in it, as temps stayed barely below freezing. Now we have pliant, soft ground under a beautiful winters’ quilt and this starts a great moisture profile for the next growing season. Thank you, November. My favorite month and perhaps one of the most reliable, like any old friend.

Now the chickadees chime in and the nuthatch crawl up and down the porch beams and winter seems to be settling in as the calendar turns to this final month. It was another fulfilling year here at Bluebird as we still worked out some adjustments and made more efficiencies within our new digs that are already over two years old! Many of you may have noticed that the quality and consistency of our products have remained good as ever. As is our promise, we are just doing more of what we feel we do best: Offering quality foods and punctual service.

Punctual as we can be on our end, that is. Many might have noticed the poor ole’ postal service has been struggling as of late, as have a few other freight companies. We can’t always predict these sorts of things. If you are planning holiday orders please consider giving both us, and you some extra ordering time! We love putting together gifts for so many, but we want to make sure they get to where they are going on time! There are lots of empty spaces out there, still. That isn’t a bad thing.

Thinking of empty spaces, the night skies have been quiet around here lately. If it hasn’t been raining or snowing, there have been some crisp stars and a waning moon. However, I’ve not heard the owls as of late, and the coyotes come and go like usual. To step out and stroll before bed this time of year is a lesson in listening. Deep listening can lead to reflection, particularly when the only sound is one’s own rustling. I remain amazed by Nature.

I am more amazed by Nature all the time, I should say. The sudden and heavy snow is beautiful in my mind, but not all creatures feel this. Most, actually, feel undo stress. Walking up our driveway the other evening several deer were using the roadway and were not anxious to bound out across the snowy fields. I saw where both partridge and quail had moved toward the crabapple tree at the edge of our yard where they’d been scratching away for fruit. Up on the hill above our place, I noticed small partridge tracks weaving among the bunchgrass tips that barely poked above the snow. Not much to eat there, but something at least. Being ground feeders, these poor little birds were having to make fast adjustments. Likely too fast for all to survive. Some silence is lovely; some eerie I suppose. Nature. Resilience. Easy for me to say beautiful.

This time of year we think of Peace on Earth if for some reason we’ve not been thinking about Peace the rest of the year? It is always my wish. And I wish that all of you have had a nice Thanksgiving gathering, and look forward to Christmas as do I. I hope we can all take some quieter moments and think about what we can do for others.

I appreciate all that you customers do for us here at Bluebird as we enter our 20th year! Couldn’t have done it without so many of you and we are most grateful. Here is to your health. Here is to many more years together. More so than ever, we truly do rely on one another.

Merry, Merry and I’ll be in touch with you next year!

Your Farmer, Sam

I simply can not get enough of fall.  This fall’s weather has been as pleasant as any, perhaps even too pleasant.  We did not receive the moisture I’d hoped for in October, though the final couple days promised storms.  Still, it would be hard not to have liked the endless fine, cool nights; the mild, sun-dappled days.  This was true most of last month.  The latter leaving songbirds stuck around, well, pretty late!  Now, the greatest month of all is upon us! Summer birds have left, darkening clouds gather, and badly needed moisture is coming in November –  the month of “worsted gray…”

Autumn in the northern prairie couldn’t have been more classic as I made my way through Montana to the Schmaltz Family Farm in North Dakota.  Then north from there to O’Canada.  I’m not a big fan of driving around much, sometimes even just to town!  However, if locked and loaded for a road trip, yee-haw!  The drive from here to ‘there’ is stunning as one travels  along some of Montana’s fine rivers: The Clark Fork; the Madison; the YELLOWSTONE, and on to the wide open prairie.  Western North America has to be one of the prettiest and most varied places on this Earth. 

As always, my visit with the Schmaltz Family was rewarding on many fronts.  We exchanged deeper conversations about food, farming and places.  I got to see how inventive, hard working and successful they have been with their full-scale regenerative farming practices.  Their success isn’t so surprising – since they’ve been at it a dozen or more years now – but these restorative systems are very impressive.  Their crop yields show for themselves, however, it is the noticeable quality that speaks the loudest.  This quality and consistency come only after a great deal of investment and belief in a system that is constantly improving both soils and the food from these soils.  Schmaltz’s farm is now working for itself in this sense.  Still, the critical decision making and planning is all Kent and Blaine.  This is a very involved process, and one that requires having a variety of scenarios since – like with all farming – things often do not go as “planned”!  Gosh it was fun to see, and I couldn’t be more grateful for our relationship.  Oh, we got some solid pheasant hunting in, too!  Much to Clyde’s delight.

Fall is always a busy season at the Bluebird mill as the eating season kicks into full swing.  October was a bit busier than the past few months, and we anticipate November being busier yet.  Soup, bread, yummy side dishes; ‘ tis the season for firelight and hearty foods as the countryside begins to quiet and soon winter’s blanket will settle in.  Our lean, and sometimes mean (not really!) crew here at the Farm are eager to serve up all the good grains and flours for your cozy kitchens.  Brad Baylie who grows our soft Sonora white wheat in Connell, Washington brought in another solid crop for us this year.  This versatile soft flour works great for pie crusts as well as other goodies.

It is hard not to think about politics this time of year.  For those of us who voted early we are left to fret.  Once again, things I often fret over never even get onto the political platforms: Environment, education, proactive health care.  These issues are all relevant in many ways, and tied closely to the Farm Bill.  Two years has passed since the last Bill expired and there still is no renewal of a new Farm Bill.  Reelection campaigns are apparently far too important for any issues to actually be resolved during this time.  Meanwhile – daily it seems – I learn of more and more (millions) of chickens continuing to be destroyed.  More recently, right here in the good ole’ Northwest.  And at the same time, an even more potent version of Round-Up (Glyphosate) has hit the market.  This proves that not only is animal husbandry in steady decline, but private enterprise is alive and functioning  – for better or worse – throughout the election season. 

In related news, there continues to be growing concern over the use of glyphosate as a desiccant.  This has prompted many cereal grains and pulse buyers to restrict purchases of crops where this pattern of burn-down pre-harvest remains.  Truth to tell, up in Manitoba where I just was, some pea processors no longer will take sprayed down peas, and oat and barley producers have been told not to use the glyphosate for harvest any more as well.   Now this is some good news!

We have so much to thank the Earth for.  I am glad to see small inroads being made as an effort to better care of it, and as people once did not all that long ago.  She is our Mother, after all, and somehow continues to give us great, great bounty.

Soon, winters’ chickadees will return, the owls’ nighttime voices will deepen, and coyotes are already talking about the growing darkness during the new moon.  Next up, November’s full moon known as the Beaver Moon.  And after, my favorite holiday at the close of the month!  Plenty to be grateful for, indeed.  Please gather ‘round, hold tight, and give thanks together for another year’s food from our always giving Mother.

Cheers,

Farmer Sam

Most years I find myself sighing in relief when the mellow month of September finally rolls around, bringing with it the cooling nights and shorter days as summer’s growing season winds down.  Indeed, September is the busiest harvest month when one considers the various fruits, grains, and vegetables that are gleaned here under clear, mild eastern Washington skies.  However, aside from the first week or so of August, most of last month felt like September!  Truth to tell, a couple nights were down in the 40’s and a very unusual rain fell that left 2 inches of moisture across the countryside.  Never before had this amount of precipitation been recorded here in the valley not just for the date, but for the entire month of August!

Dawn; I now hear chickadees again, robins, bluebirds, but hummingbirds seem to be staying on longer than years past?  Chickadees generally are a sign of autumn.  Hummingbirds are often gone by September.  June this year was May; July was August; August was September.  What all this means and how  September will shake out, I’ve no idea.  Beautiful…? 

Even though all of our Bluebird crops are harvested, we will still take the clear, hot weather as it will likely be the last for the year.  As I noted in August notes, our harvest right here at Bluebird was earlier than ever as I harvested the einkorn in late July.  The standing straw left behind had the understory of winter peas clinging tight and I’d considered rolling the Gleaner back out, then harvesting them.  However, I would have done so simply to clean up the seed for planting as our fall cover.  Instead, I hooked up the heavy off-set disk and in two passes, knocked all the stalks flat and spread the peas about in the process.  This was the first tillage I’d done to this field since spring of 2023.

By knocking out the peas and turning down the straw, my hope was to have a nice environment for the peas to germinate up through the mulched field.  Better, perhaps, than if I’d tried to direct drill them into the standing straw.  When the bizarre rain came I knew we’d soon know what sort of cover crop we’d have.  Here on the first of this month I’m pleased to report we’ve a wonderful, mulched in crop of winter peas and volunteer einkorn!  To which I will apply a good dose of cold pressed liquid fish fertilizer and composting microbes.  This will speed up the digestion process of the straw.  My goal is to have one big biological, soil feeding combination of available goodies come next spring.  It may be the largest amount of organic matter I’ve ever had to try and convert to soil.  This could be interesting.   Stay tuned. 

Farm partner Brad Bailie in Connell, Washington took off a very nice crop of einkorn last month and as soon as we run the last couple loads of 2023 crop, we will be fresh into 2024 einkorn.  The Schmaltz family just finished emmer harvest  and they have their first Certified Regenified regenerative crop in the bins!  We will be taking that in for hulling and grading at our recently  Certified Regenified Bluebird facility here in Winthrop.  Yes, one more “certification”.  This regenerative certification is one that we feel is now legitimate and we believe in it.  Even the USDA is beginning to put pressure on producers and processors to substantiate their claims on a variety of sales pitches such as “No antibiotics”, “Free Range”, and yes “Rengerative.”  We want you to be confident that we are who we say we are.  A 100% certified organic, and now certified regenerative facility using certified crops.  That’s a lot of certs!

That said, our grain cleaning line was a bit quiet last month.  This can happen in the depths of summer.  Commodity prices themselves have been at a low for the past 10 years, and this can sometimes have an effect even on our small market of specialty grains.  Right now between inflationary costs of operations, a strong US dollar and lower farm gate price-points, those growing under the subsidized system are reminded that Price support and Insurance support is how  they are kept in business some years.  This tax-based funding source is common for most non-organic US farms, however, even these farms remain at risk because here a full year since the last Farm Bill expired.  The expired bill has been on a one year extension which, in turn, is now due to expire.  The House version is still hung up on the House floor.  Good thing for some farms that another support mechanism remains alive and well.  This month the 39th annual Farm Aid concert takes place on the autumn equinox in New York State.  To date, Farm Aid has raised $80 million for family farms in this country.  Go Willie and Company!

Here at Bluebird where we have no price safety net, we’ve kept our prices the same as we try to do no matter how the tides rise and fall around us.  This isn’t always easy, but it seems to be a good way to maintain long-term relationships.  We are fortunate to have such a large repeat customers base.  Thank you.  It was nice to meet some of you at our Labor Day weekend open house.  Brooke and I enjoyed our time with several folks we’d never met before, but that had been buying our products in some cases, for years now! 

Schools are back in session country-wide.  With this comes our local school’s Classroom in Bloom annual party in support and celebration of the amazing garden we have here on school grounds just across the road from Bluebird.  This year marks the 20th anniversary!  CIB helps feed the local students fresh and frozen produce throughout the school year, as they reap the rewards of their very own labor.  CIB is one of the gems of our little valley and I’m proud of all those involved.  I hope to see some of you at the party.

I hope you enjoy the late summer as nights lengthen and deepening shadows flow across the landscape to the easy sound of gathering birds, happy cicadas, and the flutter of just- fading aspen.  September is perhaps the mellowest month of all.  And I love it. 

 

Yours,

Farmer Sam

May oh May… a more delightful May than this years’ I can’t imagine.  A few days in the 70’s and  80’s; a few valley rain showers and snow squalls in the mountains; wind and calm, then temps in the 30’s as we leave the month behind.  Quite the variety of weather, alright.  That is what makes Spring here so fun.  Lest I forget the birds!  Chats and buntings; swallows and wrens; orioles and tanagers…  Truth to tell, I could sit all day and watch and listen.

Alas, that would not be of much help to our wonderful crew here at Bluebird Grain Farms.  They’ve been working hard at keeping our systems running smoothly, and shipping out orders nationwide from our little valley.  Our supply of organic grain remains solid as we enter the last quarter before harvest, and we are having a good year entering the final month of the 2024’s front half.  Nothing makes me happier than to hear good things about our grains and flours from a whole host of different customers.  The real kudos go out to all of you who take an interest in food, how it is grown and where it comes from.  Thank you!

All of this year’s crops are planted and growing right along.  The northern prairies have received nice rains, our partners report.  The earlier planted crops here in the Columbia Basin at Brad’s Lenwood Farms are a foot tall now, and cover crops at our own farm are beginning to stretch up toward the gathering daylight.  Wow.  Can we be just 3 weeks from Summer Solstice!  Plants really kick into gear come this time of the year.  Let the sweet, rich juices of June flow.  

Yes, we could use more rain here.  In the past, the month of June often delivered.  The longer we get into the summer months without excessive heat, the longer we can hold off drought if the days are just cooler and cloudier.  Once crops reach a certain growth stage – grain knee high – then the plants themselves harbor moisture and protect the soils.  This is one reason we love the ancient wheats because they grow so tall, and create a shade effect that preserves moisture in their roots.  This function is not dissimilar to trees, albeit on a much smaller scale.  Soil preservation, high organic matter, nutritious food – these are just some of reasons to celebrate the wheats that once were.  

But we’ve brought them back!  We have been touting these qualities for nearly 20 years now and it is exciting to see continued  interest and rising popularity of these time-tested grains.  Their attributes and versatility both agronomically and culinarily continue to engage and teach us as years go by.  I’m guessing this does not change anytime soon.  To quote William Faulkner: “The past is never dead, it’s not even past.”

Our job hasn’t changed either, and that is seeing to it that all of you get these ancient grains freshly delivered on a consistent basis.  This is one way we can improve on our food systems that still remain flawed.  Currently, the FDA and USDA continue to try and sort out the recent Avian Flu mess that is a self-fulfilled prophecy, of sorts, as I mentioned last month.  Feeding our animals the wrong diet – turning herbivores into carnivores – is not sustainable.  Over 4 million laying hens alone have been destroyed and disposed of…  How?  Where?  Will the dairy herds be next?  Yuck.

In related news, remember the Farm Bill?  The last one expired in September of 2023.  I mentioned in last fall’s Notes how we would not see a new bill before the end of the year.  The question is now: Will we see one before the end of this year?  In a lot of ways this delay may be a good thing since it has morphed into a piece of broken and partisen farming legislation.   However, very crucial programs such as SNAP still hang in the balance.  Not so good.

We enjoyed a nice Memorial weekend granary tour here at the Farm.  It is always engaging for Brooke and myself to see new faces, meet new people, have new discussions and teach and learn all at once.  During the whole weekend I kept in mind what the past “holiday” really is about and that is to honor and memorialize those who made the ultimate sacrifice for this great nation of ours.  Yes, it is a great country.  Democracy is far, far from perfect and remains a constant work in progress.  However, I’ll still take it every day.

Here’s to health, decency and peace for the coming summer.

Yours,

Farmer Sam