Stone's Throw Farm

Today is the day the first gilt was supposedly due to have her piglets at my parents’ place, but it sounds like it’s turning out to be a day no pigs would be born. (Hmm, doesn’t have quite the same ring to it as A Day No Pigs Would Die. At least it’s not such a somber occasion — the piglets are just taking their time.) I googled images of Berkshire piglets this morning to tide me over, but it just made me wish even more that they’d hurry up and be born so I can go visit them.

I went out to Stone’s Throw Farm last week to check things out, pick up and drop off a few things, and I managed to leave my camera in the greenhouse. I found an excuse to drive out there today and get it, but the photos I took last Thursday were pretty ho-hum and today was another grey day. Driving by, the only clues that say “garden” are the greenhouse, deer fence, and some bare stalks sticking through the snow in the east field. The CSA share renewals keep trickling in, though, so apparently I’m not the only one around here thinking spring. Now, if we just had some piglets to entertain us in the meantime!