Monday, December 28, 2015

I do too much when "I Do"...

Boy, does time fly.

If I can make an excuse for having my last topic post almost a year ago, 
it is because I have been relatively busy. 
Yes, it's true that everything has a time and a season on the farm. 
But, I have a definite knack of trying to force it and accomplish way more than just that. 
(It's extreme enough to classify as a disease state 
when everyone is asking, " What's WRONG with you?!")

So, although way overdue putting "the pen to the paper", I came by it honestly.
1. Spring planting.
(Major wedding planning on the farm begins!)

2. Summer cultivation, picking and farmer' s markets.
(Major wedding spruce up inside and out on the farm... 
New paint because nothing can look dirty or old,
New railings for us old folks, 
New refrigerator because one isn't enough,
New lights because the old ones just weren't "cute" enough,
New tile on a perfectly good backsplash, 
New driveway for a fresh exterior facelift.
(...should have gone with getting the Botox 
instead of the one grand of rocks. It was a tough decision!)
New ornamental garden after the Lowes driver ran over the existing one,
delivering the new refrigerator.)

3. Fall harvest, weeding and replanting.
(Major work orchestrating and pulling off a September wedding. And, it was lovely!)

4.  Winter Spring cleanup and garden expansion before planting.
(That is no typo.  Time flies, but Winter has flown the coop this year.
79 deg F, blueberries confused and blooming, way too much rain...
In other words, "Spring.")

This second post of 2015, although eleven months too late, does one thing; 
it helps me make my first New Year's resolution.

"I do resolve to post in 2016...and live happily ever after."







Saturday, January 31, 2015

Getting ready...

It will be here, in full force, before you know it.

It shows itself a little bit every day;  
in the earthy smell of the breeze, 
in the red tips of the blueberries, 
in the change of the length of days.

 Le Farm is welcoming every subtle shift.  

It is the epitome of transformation.

It is Spring.
A late winter sunrise on Le Farm