- Pruning the trees in early spring for the first time after five summers at the farm
- Still wanting to be a farmer after getting a real taste of the farm life this spring term
- The classes, especially the medicinal/edible weed walk and soil cultivation workshop
- Seeing the plant sale run so smoothly this year
- Having such a willing, eager group of interns at the farm making everything flow
- Making each other laugh and having fun with the work
- Everything- every little part of it
These are some highlights of the spring that we shared today. It was the final day before the official harvest season begins, and all the Youth Farm staff and interns celebrated a job well done with a potluck lunch: farm cucumber salad, homemade Chinese dumplings, chocolate pudding with freshly picked strawberries, homegrown mint tea... I was pleased that everyone was eager to share their positive experiences and take-aways from these past few months, and all the while shocked at how quickly it's all flown by. Even with all this writing about it. It just flies.
Apart from that moment commemorating the beautiful spring we've had together, and a field walk to locate the first harvests, today was no different than all the other days that are infinitely different and similar and scream past me. We hoed onions and rototilled pathways all morning. I harvested zucchini (arms still swelled from their scratchy leaves) and a box of salad fixings for a food demo at the opening farm stand on Thursday. I was on the tractor after the field walk, tilling the last section of Field Three, while Ted mowed the overgrown forest of cover crop in the Final Frontier (aka Field Four) and everyone else continued hoeing the new plantings. Before I left, I set up two impact sprinkler lines to water the freshly mowed fields so we can till the cover crop in tomorrow-- the expansion must continue!
There's nothing and everything special about days like these, when the sun finally breaks out in the late afternoon and our backs are waking up for the week and I have no idea what to write about because any single moment could become an entire book if I explored it. I'm searching to find the most magnificent part to share, but it's all magnificent. It's all normal and wild, monotonous and exhilarating, tiring and energizing, frustrating and peaceful. It just is. And it's really, really good.
So here. Here's this most majestic, perfect squash blossom to top off this most perfectly imperfect last day before Harvest Season.