Molly's Farm

04/02/2023

We do not have strawberries this year!

05/23/2021

We don't have strawberries to sell but I thought this was nice.

The life cycle of strawberries...♥️🍓

08/31/2020

This story is about a little green snake who made an appearance during one of our strawberry days a few years ago.

THE LITTLE GREEN SNAKE WHO LEARNED HOW TO FLY

Several years ago we were still growing strawberries for our Spring U-Pick We pick patch at Molly’s Farm. For a couple years after the strawberry season had ended, we cut the old worn out plants down and punched more holes in the black plastic beds. We then planted several different vegetable seeds on the long rows. We also set out tomato and pepper plants. We planted okra, corn, green beans, squash and cucumbers.

It was a neat idea, planting on the plastic beds, the irrigation or drip tape was still there underneath to bring water to the seeds and plants. No need to hoe, another plus.

These plants began to grow and produce their bounty of vegetables. One of our strawberry customers also sold produce from his building not far from us. He was happy to buy whatever vegetables our garden produced.

The strawberry rows were set close together and the beds were wide enough to hold two rows of planting on each bed.

As the corn and okra began to grow, they were growing into very tall stalks.

I enjoyed going out early each morning to gather whatever was ready. The okra and corn were now taller than me even with my boots.

After a morning of gathering in 5 gallon buckets, I would take what I had picked to Wayne. He was always happy to see what I had.

One morning, dressed in boots, long pants, long sleeve shirt and hat, carrying my bucket on my right arm, knife in my right hand, I was ready to tackle those tall okra rows.

Working from side to side between two rows, enjoying the sounds of the early morning, cutting okra and dropping the pods in the bucket. That operation had worked fine for several days. Holding an okra stem with my left hand, cutting the pod with the knife in my right hand.

I was well on my way to the end of two rows. Then, I noticed green on the sleeve of my right arm. A green snake was making his way down my arm almost to my hand, the hand that is holding the knife, that is on the end of this arm. Well...what would you do???

I sent that bucket, the knife, the okra in the bucket and that little green snake and myself sailing into the air. Very thankful I was close to the end of those two rows.

After a few minutes, I finally did retrieve the knife, the bucket, which still had some okra pods inside, but I never saw the snake again. I felt bad for the little green snake even though he gave me quite a surprise as he was slithering down my right arm.

That was the end of my garden gathering that morning and for the rest of that season.

While walking back to the house with a couple of buckets, my thought turned back to that little green snake. Did he climb down from my floppy hat? What if he had decided to slide down
Inside the back of my shirt instead of my arm?

As I unload and bring my bucket into Wayne's building, I tell him that this will be the last of the okra. Then I proceeded to tell of “The little green snake who learned to fly”. Wayne laughed at my story and I laughed too, Wayne enjoyed my story. Every time we saw him after that, if there was anyone else around, he would tell that story and laugh. In later years when he would come to pick berries, he would mention the story and again he would laugh..

So, little green snake, you provided a fun story to someone who went on to enjoy retelling it, even though you provided me with quite a scare that morning.

The little green snake did learn to fly that day, just how far, is not known.

By Kathy Billings

04/29/2020

Good evening everyone! I know several of you have noticed the ad for strawberries in the Market Bulletin and as well as other publications. Sorry, but we do not have strawberries this year. We decided to retire a couple years ago. We do miss the busy times here at Molly's Farm at this time of year and all of you who enjoyed picking and eating our wonderful berries. We hope everyone of you are staying safe and healthy during these crazy days! 💜

09/11/2019

Another hot and sticky day here at Molly's Farm.

09/09/2019

Looks like someone splattered mud in the sky this morning at Molly's Farm.

07/14/2019

Cotton candy in the sky this morning at Molly's Farm.

06/16/2019

Cows are beautiful.

06/07/2019

It is raining at Molly's Farm! The trees and everything else are soaking it up pretty quick. If you listen, you can almost hear "Awwwww, relief"!

06/06/2019

Here comes the cow train back when the grass was a little greener.

06/06/2019

Sure could use some rain! Now on 4th week without....

05/16/2019

Any one else catch the free air show a few minutes ago? Pretty neat to watch. loops and rolls. Neat, black, biplane

05/10/2019

Mornings at Molly's Farm.

04/17/2019

We are sorry to say that we are not open this year and have decided to retire from strawberries. 🤨 We have enjoyed getting know so many of you through out almost 20 years. Thank you to all of you who came to enjoy our little strawberry patch these past years. We do hope that you did enjoy your visit and of course our sweet red juicy berries! ❤️

02/02/2019

01/31/2019

05/10/2018

The day to day changing beauty of Nature here at Molly's Farm!

03/13/2018

Update from Molly's Farm: We are sorry that we will not be having strawberries this year. As you can see in the pics, we had a problem getting the plastic bedding down for the plants. The ground was too hard and dry by the time the people were here to put it down. The berry plants were to be delivered the next week and time just ran out for us. We made the decision to cancel for this year. Our plant supplier was able to find another buyer for our plant order at that late date. So that was good for all. This turned out to be a good decision on our part as J.W. ended up having Aortic Valve Replacement on Nov. 15. Caring for the strawberries would have been almost impossible during recovery. Even now with the unpredictable weather, he would need to be out during the night keeping the sprinklers running to protect the blossoms. I know you all are disappointed that those beautiful, big, red, juicy Chandler berries will not be available this year. We will miss seeing you as well. We will keep everyone up to date on plans for next year. 😐