Last year one of Jill's apprentices rescued five kittens. A few disappeared, a few met their fate on the road, but one survived. Until a few days ago he remained unnamed (Jill had simply called him "kitty"). So we apprentices renamed him Scoby after the thick layer of bacteria and yeast that forms at the top of fermenting Kombucha. Endearing huh? Either way it seemed fitting and he is now our newest neighbor.
This is a view to the Southwest from just outside the apprentice cabins. Past the old Manure spreader is the sheep pasture followed by a few acres of apple trees.
The greenhouses at this time of year are bountiful. In greenhouse number one we start the transplants of all the crops to be planted once the threat of frost has pasted and to give them stable growing conditions before they are hardened off. There is everything from lettuce to tomatoes to kale to basil in this picture.
Scoby, why not just name him "Zooglea"?
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