Thursday, October 4, 2012
Let The Record Show
Opening the chicken pen and letting the dogs out was a chilly business this morning, and I am rather shamelessly putting off my field work until my working member arrives at 8:30. I am going to need the insulated coveralls to dig the potatoes and slash down the Brussels sprouts, and it will be lovely to work in the chill of fall. I am looking forward to it, though the Saturday forecast of 45 degrees with a rain/snow mix doesn't bode well for market sales.
On the other hand, I am here, alone, and I plan to savor the peace of a cozy farmhouse writing morning for a few more moments. Only two weeks left before the promise of an entire winter of these days shines out before me. I don't know what it says about me that my favorite part of being a farmer is the time of year where I get to live on the farm without having to try to scrape a living from it, but I know that fall and winter are fast becoming my favorite seasons. I suppose we all have to embrace our truths, and this is mine.
It is also true that I could listen to the Lumineers all day long, except that I can't take YouTube with me to the field. But this is the flavor of my morning. . .what's yours?
Posted by Claire Boyles at 8:10 AM