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.

The last post was on, hm...April 20, which is 2 1/2 weeks ago. Aiming for weekly posts, on Sunday, but we'll see as the season progresses. The realities of the spring sprint being fully upon us & within us is here. Right now. In the past two weeks have planted thousands and thousands of transplants, seeded thousands upon thousands of seeds, sold thousands of plants (or close too it) and have thousands more to tend to in or near the greenhouse & to continue to sell, happily.

This is the time of year when social is put aside, basic family needs are met, just barely, and we get up early and stay up until way past late. Preparing for market and the plant sales had us up until 2 am or 3 am most nights (or mornings)...so we didn't fall behind in our planting & animal tasks as well, plus family & home. Nightly 2 am lights-out doesn't take very long to catch up to you when you are doing this work. So it goes.

We know this is part of the deal & it isn't a complaint at all, but always is a bit of a wonder that every year is similar. Really, say we...isn't there something we can do different. And we improve things, get more efficient, make changes & choices. But largely is just what it is. It is just part of the rhythm of the work we do. Row crops have a different rhythm than produce. And all the rhythms of chicks, layers, pigs, cattle & produce generally work fairly well together...even in the spring it works. If we work. Alot.

Lucky us really. We have good work to do. Something tangible to see growing. Food on the table for ourselves & others. Meaningful work. That is worth a sprint annually, or quarterly or monthly perhaps. Rest comes later. And more deeply we hope.