The 2 am nights (mornings) continue. We've gotten so much great work done in the last month but the spring sprint may not show its finish line even at the Summer Solstice. It may just go on. And the rain is demanding that we are dance partners in a dance we don't wish to step to any longer right now.
Tomorrow we begin our summer season CSA so there are a myriad of details to remember...the small stuff (and the big stuff too). Extra bags, table for harvest pick up, did everyone get the message, someone wants to switch to another day, is everything clean -- scales, totes, harvest tables, wash sinks, and the newsletter ....what to share, what to eat, what to give. Plus picking & packing the veggies!
Eyes will close at the computer tonight. After weary heads find the pillow, these farmers will have the essence of rain coming through an open window, images of gorgeous plants swimming in our heads, realizations of forgotten tasks, expectation of tomorrow's harvest -- mud on gorgeous spinach leaves, mud on radishes, mud on baby turnips, mud all over us. Everything will wash...our mud, our food, our clothes, and be we will renewed for this coming glorious season.
Tomorrow we begin our summer season CSA so there are a myriad of details to remember...the small stuff (and the big stuff too). Extra bags, table for harvest pick up, did everyone get the message, someone wants to switch to another day, is everything clean -- scales, totes, harvest tables, wash sinks, and the newsletter ....what to share, what to eat, what to give. Plus picking & packing the veggies!
Eyes will close at the computer tonight. After weary heads find the pillow, these farmers will have the essence of rain coming through an open window, images of gorgeous plants swimming in our heads, realizations of forgotten tasks, expectation of tomorrow's harvest -- mud on gorgeous spinach leaves, mud on radishes, mud on baby turnips, mud all over us. Everything will wash...our mud, our food, our clothes, and be we will renewed for this coming glorious season.