Today I looked up for a minute and just for a brief moment & couldn't think what to do next. For just a tiny minute. Slowly shifting from autopilot in the greenhouse to a mix of more field and less greenhouse, over the course of the next month or so.
Baby chicks were to have arrived this week and the order got bumped to next week -- which isn't all bad because of the upgrades being made on that chicken house (one of four moveable ones). Getting insulated more completely, with new walls on top of the insulation, among other. A gift of time when we look at the glass half-full.
Now the chicks are supposed to arrive the same day as hogs, who will also get an upgraded hut...a nice A-frame to be retro-fitted to protect them from wind & weather.
So it goes in the farm week. Feels so good to get our hands dirty & have the sun break through the clouds again. We've been eating outside for lunch time...enjoying it before it becomes a default (because we're too rushed to go in) or too busy on harvest days to stop & eat.