Snaggletooth Farm has been very busy these last few weeks. The garlic has sized up nicely, and Henry has supervised his motley crew through a successful harvest. The weather has been hot and sticky, with no discernible breeze to help his overheated crew. Nonetheless, the garlic is now in the drying shed, and Henry is content. Mom however, is not too happy with the smell of two thousand pounds of green garlic drying. The shed is attached to the house, and the off-gassing of all of this garlic is pungent to say the least. "Thank goodness Dad has plans to build a drying barn in the upper field for this odious task. All of us love garlic, but I must agree this smell is a little much." Henry thought. The only family member who appeared to take no notice of the pungent sulfurous aroma was Stella, who ambles by, nose down, tail up, busy at work looking for the next delectable mouthful of tic tacs. Henry watched her go by with a thoughtful look in his eye, and a crooked grin on his scruffy face. He unconsciously licked his lips. "Maybe I should go supervise her" Henry thought, and his tail gave a half-hearted thump. Just as he was getting ready to move, and the saliva was already starting to drip from his bearded jowls, he heard the tractor start up and go by. Mom was driving, with Dad walking slowly behind. The tractor's nose was pointed toward the freshly harvested garlic field. Mom had just finished tilling it earlier, and now they were both going to pick up any sizable rocks before attending to Henry's next task. You see, Henry was already thinking ahead to four years from now when they will again use this field for garlic production. He is going to have them plant mustard greens in this spot for the fall as a green manure and cover crop. "The crew needs to start adding organic nutrients back into the soil immediately, and this will also shade out any weeds that will germinate. You can never start building organic matter too early." Henry said to himself. He felt a little badly, as they had just gotten in the garlic crop for drying the day before. But he needed to have them get this done, because as soon as this was finished, it was time to have them start preserving their family garden's larder for the upcoming winter. Already the swiss chard, spinach, beets, tomatoes, and soon green beens were ready for canning. "They will need to get this done while the garlic finishes drying, so they will have it complete before the task of cleaning, grading, and shipping out of this year's garlic crop commences" Henry said. "Wow, I have given them a lot of work to do in a short amount of time; summer is the season of not enough hours in the day to be sure. At least they have me to supervise them, and keep them on task," he said as he flashed his best snaggletooth grin. "Well, it looks like they know what they need to do next. I think I had better go after Sis and help her in her never ending quest of tic tacs." So with a wistful look back at Mom and Dad, Henry turned in the direction Stella had gone. He had a wide smile on his face as he first started to trot, then he accelerated into a full gallop. His gait was classic Henry; loping, goofy, and quick. The look on his face was one of pure bliss, and as his breath quickened, his tongue lolled out of the side of his mouth. Henry soon caught up to his sister, and he came to his patented lumbering halt; grace was something not in his repertoire. Without a word, or even a sidelong glance at Stella, his nose dropped and his sniffer engaged. The snuffling from these two as they scoured the ground for tic tacs resembled pigs rooting for truffles. All we can say here at Snaggletooth Farm is look out tic tacs......
We hope you are enjoying this glorious summer season, and though it always seems that there are not enough hours in the day, there is always enough for your spirit to be renewed as you embrace all nature has to offer. Drink from her well deeply, and may your thirst never be quenched!