lo crisa donri — Summer Days

.i le solri ba'o jukpa pe'a jai rinka lonu lei cmana cu melbi sloska ku noi masti li so'u lo'o .i lonu lo donri cu glare cu rinka tu'a lonu xamgu le ma'a tamca kei .e lonu lo prenu cu tolkufra .i lo bralai co djacu cu se xaksu .ije lenu donri glare cu se jalge lonu masno jeku'i stodi fa tu'a ro le cange jibri

The sun has baked the hills into their beautiful golden color that will last for the next few months. The days have been hot, which is great for our tomatoes, but not so pleasant for people. Lots of water is being consumed, and the heat of the day results in a slower, but still steady pace, for all farm jobs.

.i ca'o brife seja'e lonu na'e jai cando fa le cange .i fe le brife fa lo xunrebla .aksiptrina fulta .i .abu nitsalpo volkla gi'e sfubu lo jibni be le tumsfe gi'e se farna be le brife ku je se nalci be lo stodi je sirji .i ca lenu .abu cu dukse jbize'a le tumsfe zo'u lo nalci ze'i muvdu ja'e lonu di'a cipni jvinu fi .abu

There has been a breeze that ensures the farm never feels stagnant. In the breeze, a red-tailed hawk floats around. It dips and swoops close to the ground, faced into the wind with wings steady and straight out. As it gets too close to the ground, wings flap for a few moments and the bird's eye view of the hawk is regained.

.i mi nelci lonu pensi lo tarmi be lo cange bei ga'a le banli cipni be'o no'u losi'o crino jo'u ke lunbe dertu .i lo pulce poi lo cpumi'i cu plixa cu filri'a fi .abu fe lonu viska lo cidja .i le stuzi be vi le cmari'e be'o noi culno lo tricu cu xamgu fi loka marbi .a loka djacu pinxe vi ce'u

I like to imagine what the farm looks like from the regal bird's vantage point — some areas green, other places bare dirt. The dust and debris of a tractor discing make spotting food easy for it. The area by the creek, filled with trees, is a sure place to take refuge or get a drink of water.

.i ro da poi zvati le tumsfe cu jundi lei .aksiptrina poi zvati le cange .i lonu catlu .abu fa'a le tsani zo'u ca selpu'a lonu xanri fa lonu zifre ku teri'a lonu pensi lonu klama sekai lonu cimdylai li ci lo'o .i jinvi lodu'u lei katcipni cu jitro ro se viska be ky kei co'a lonu loi so'o blakorvo cu cpixa gi'ebabo farlu gunta .abu .i le cipni cu jikca bau zo'e noi raunzu loka kampu kei loka lo prenu cu jimpe tu'a ce'u .i ki'u zo'e le cmalu cipni cu se fanza le nolraitru be le tsani

On the ground, everyone and everything notices the hawks on the farm. Looking up at them, there is a sense of freedom that the imagination enjoys while thinking about having to navigate the full three dimensions of the world. And just as we think about raptors being in charge of all that they see, a small group of blue jays shows up, dive bombing the hawk. They communicate in a language so universal that even humans get the message — for some reason, the little birds are annoyed with the king of the air.

.i a'o ko nelci le do tanxe poi cabjeftu .i ba'anaidai ko je'ebzi mi'a la INSTAGRAM jau'o @farmerthaddeus .e @farmfreshtoyou

Enjoy your boxes this week. Don't forget to find and follow us on Instagram @farmerthaddeus and @farmfreshtoyou.

.i fi'e la tadi,ys.

— Thaddeus