Our Fall Issue Has Landed!
Pick up your copy this weekend
Today, a tractor-trailer lumbered down our quiet street and the driver, James, got out his pallet jack and together he and I pushed two pallets up onto our front walk. Combined, the pallets weighed in at 2870 pounds. And, you guessed it, the pallets were stacked high with our newest issue.
And you, dear newsletter reader, get to see the cover first!
This issue is all about the Virginia grain industry. From growers, to millers, to bakers, distillers, brewers and maltsters (yes, that is a real word! ), we traveled about the region, tasting, photographing and listening as producers shared their stories.
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Our cars are loaded down and we will spend the long weekend distributing magazines. Looking to get your hands on a copy? You can pick up a copy at one of over 200 stockists across our region.
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Thanks for reading, happy eating, and enjoy your weekend,
Lisa - Publisher & Editor
EVENTS
Have an event you’d like us to share? Email: info@edibleblueridge.com
9.02-9.03 Edible Landscaping Fall Fruit Festival - Afton
9.02 Virginia Wine Country Half Marathon - Culpeper
9.09 Rockbridge Beer & Wine Festival - Lexington
9.09 Taco Fest - Roanoke
9.09 Virginia Spirits Expo - Richmond
9.15-9.17 Roanoke Greek Festival - Roanoke
9.16 Food Truck Fest - Harrisonburg
9.16 Intro to Cheesemaking: Soft Cheeses - Esmont
9.22 Monticello Wine Trail Red Wine Showcase - Charlottesville
9.23-9.24 Smith Mountain Lake Wine Festival - SML
POEM OF THE WEEK
September Midnight BY SARA TEASDALE Lyric night of the lingering Indian Summer, Shadowy fields that are scentless but full of singing, Never a bird, but the passionless chant of insects, Ceaseless, insistent. The grasshopper’s horn, and far-off, high in the maples, The wheel of a locust leisurely grinding the silence Under a moon waning and worn, broken, Tired with summer. Let me remember you, voices of little insects, Weeds in the moonlight, fields that are tangled with asters, Let me remember, soon will the winter be on us, Snow-hushed and heavy. Over my soul murmur your mute benediction, While I gaze, O fields that rest after harvest, As those who part look long in the eyes they lean to, Lest they forget them. Originally published in Poetry, March 1914.
from Poetry Foundation
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