Why we do the things we do.
The usual midseason crisis is here. Excitement about growing things gets dampened by the never ending realities of hardship of actually reaping monetary benefits for labor and monies put in. Every year it gets a little easier, or does it? Every year there are a few more tools and a few more ideas to thread on. You'd think eventually it would come together, but it is like the coming of Christ, when is that going to happen and how long will we have to wait? In the mean time we just plod on, live life to the fullest, try to maintain our dignity and hoe some more weeds.
In a half year many things happened: for the first time I grew onions, leeks, taters that amounted to something, and taters. First time that I got oats sown that did something. Did sell a ton (2000 lbs.) of strawberries, that is a nice feeling. The chickens are doing well, and surprisingly the eggs just disappear every week, mostly from drive by through the honor system. There were a couple of weeks I lost some sleep thinking about what to do with the 2000 eggs in the cooler, but they have melted away and now I find myself looking at chicken butts and talking to the girls to lay just one more to fill another dozen.
Tractors, a tunnel, a cooler, a greenhouse, tools, knowledge increase, chicken tractors, and now a big dump truck, that needs lights yet, this will all stop. Enough stuff now. (Ok, maybe just one more little van to go to market in Kirkwood). There really is no money in produce to warrant it all right now. But, in for a penny in for a pound.
I know where the progress can be made though: planning and organisation so, as soon as the truck is done, that is where we'll start.
Pieter Los, born in Scotland, raised in the Netherlands, lost in the USA. .