You make my heart sang.

We’ve been in a bit of hiatus in terms of beer making recently. Our last attempt at making malt in July produced several pounds of damp barley covered in long white slivers of mould. I always wondered why old-time brewing stopped in the summer, and now I know. Too hot and too humid. On the farming side, this year’s crops are doing very nicely. The barley was a foot tall last time I was at the farm, and the hops were starting to produce lots of cones. I may harvest some of them this weekend.

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