The Season of Great Expectations

‘Tis the season of great expectations:  Strawberries loaded with green fruit, our first ever baby fruits in the orchard, young lettuces, etc.   Everywhere I look I can see possibility.  A farm is about dreams, but also constantly teaches the lesson of reality.  You can’t control nature, you can guide it, you can encourage it, but, in the end, you get what you get. 

My paper mulch ideas have been a nightmare–impossible to keep down even under extreme measures.  The chickens have decided to lay no more than 6 eggs a day, and the bunnies are getting all of the raddicchio.  All of these frustrations are reminders that I am not the one in charge here.  I am supremely grateful for the successes and take the “failures” in stride.

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