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CSA Shares Still Available: Pickup locations in Rutland, Ludlow, and at the farm on Rt 103

Evening Song Farm will be in production this summer! We're going to be growing about three acres of vegetables on a neighbor's land, and we'll be selling at the Ludlow Farmer's Market and the Rutland Farmer's market.  We're also glad to be continuing our CSA program, where members pick up vegetables every week at a discounted price.  Check out our CSA brochure if you're interested in more information.

As for our long-term plans, we're still working on finding the right piece of land to move our business to.  We hope to find a place nearby that we can use long-term and establish the necessary infrastructure on,  such as a wash station, walk in cooler, irrigation system, and distribution barn.  Check out our recently updated "Ways to Help" page and Sign up for our email list if you want to stay in the loop of our recovery.

These two videos depict Evening Song Farm before and after the flood destroyed our land.  They also show our aspirations for our farm and for this community, and the possibility of continuing to reach for that vision.


To be of use

Marge Piercy

The people I love the best
jump into work head first
without dallying in the shallows
and swim off with sure strokes almost out of sight.
They seem to become natives of that element,
the black sleek heads of seals
bouncing like half-submerged balls.

I love people who harness themselves, an ox to a heavy card,
who pull like water buffalo, with massive patience,
who strain in the mud and the muck to move things forward
who do what has to be done, again and again.

I want to be with people who submerge
in the task, who go into the fields to harvest
and work in a row and pass the bags along,
who are not parlor generals and field deserters
but move in a common rhythm
when the food must come in or the fire be put out.

The work of the world is common as mud.
Botched, it smears the hands, crumbles to dust.
But the thing worth doing well done
has a shape that satisfies, clean and evident.

Greek amphoras for wine or oil,
Hopi vases that held corn, are put in museums
but you know they were made to be used.
The pitcher cries for water to carry
and a person for work that is real.

Evening Song Farm