It seems like yesterday I sat in this very spot on a gloomy late October day and wrote a blog about the coming of fall and how it felt. The fields had gone fallow, the winter months loomed ahead and I braced myself for the farm’s off season construction projects. March and the coming of summer, I have discovered, has its very own feel.
To most, March Madness conjures up images of topflight college basketball players vying for the prize of national champions. To Happy Earth Farm, March Madness means surging from zero to 60 in a matter of days. Planting the early spring crops had to be done, like yesterday!
Apparently, the date on the calendar doesn’t care that we are midway through our final winter project…..converting the house garage into a farm store /work space. The new French doors are partially installed. The cabinets, center-island, floor and wall paint have been purchased, but not installed or completed.
So March Madness begins. I know it has begun because Steve’s demeanor has shifted. No more turning off the alarm and lounging for a few extra minutes in bed. No more “let’s just go out to lunch and worry about this tomorrow”. Like the basketball coaches at Kentucky, Steve has his game face on.
This is the beginning of bringing a whole new meaning to multi-tasking. As I type, Steve is asking me which seeds I planted this morning in the greenhouse and out in the raised-beds, while at the same time he is rattling off a list of what we need at Home Depot to complete the farm store. Ummmm, I’m mid-thought big guy and I can’t type and respond at the same time.
It is all coming back to me on this day in early March and it is a little bit like labor and delivery; time has clouded my memory until that first nasty contraction jolts me back to the reality. I am painfully aware that this is the beginning of a very long process.
First the harried chore of getting everything seeded, next the constant watering, weeding and thinning of the emerging plants. Then repeat that process for the early and mid-summer crops. Then will come the hours per day of harvesting and selling. Each day choked full of chores longer than daylight itself.
But even though I recognize this is the beginning of March, April, May, June, July, August, September and October Madness, I can’t help but be excited to bring these delectable goodies into the world.