Sure this is a couple weeks behind, but, we've needed the time to think. First, the year in review: January: Within days of being fired, Maureen suffered 3rd degree burns from a grease fire in the kitchen. Nick spent most nights living in his car to reduce commuting expenses. The future looked uncertain for Tumble… Continue reading Winter Solstice 2018
The least remarkable time of year around here lasts from about mid-January to late March. The camellia blooms have faded, the last of the bahia grasses have singed from frost, and the rain just brings heavy fog and mud. "How are the animals in this weather?" my coworkers will ask. I make my best effort… Continue reading Middle Winter
After 1 year on the farm, the time has come: We are ready to brew! Our barn has more than 1,000 square feet and we are looking to share that space with some experienced brewers. In addition to that, we are looking for yogis, martial artists, and fitness instructors who are interested in hosting weekend… Continue reading Seeking Brewers, Yogis, and Trail-Guides
Having worked through a record-smashing drought on an Eastern Colorado ranch, I swore then to never speak of rain (or its results) in negative terms. How that declaration has been tested this year, as we capped out at a two-month record of 33.5" of rainfall. Hard to believe that much moisture has hit the ground,… Continue reading The Persistence of Grass
That Summer Heat Saturday was a benchmark of a beautiful day. Hot? Insanely. But wonderful skies and the grass cresting "electric" green. Full confession: June and July are my two favorite months in Florida. Not because I'm a glutton for punishment, I promise. There is so much to appreciate: the torrential rains; the subsequent explosion of… Continue reading Just Past Solstice
Tumble Farm is owned and operated by Maureen Murtha. A true ACR, Maureen grew up in the town of Alachua and graduated from Santa Fe High School. She then graduated from UF in 2011 with a Bachelors in Fine Arts, but by then her real passion had shifted from painting to sustainable agriculture. A… Continue reading Meet Maureen
The cool nights are visiting us less often. The sun hardly seems to set before it's peaking up above the treeline again. Flies are humming and cicadas are white-noising.