To each its season. I love fresh fruit and I was so ready for cherries to be ready, but now I'm craving blueberries (which are just about a week a away.) To each fruit its season.
So it is with life on the farm. First we get ready to plant corn, then we plant like crazy, then we thin the fruit trees, then we mow the orchards, then we ready the Fun Park, then we layout the corn maze.
Each season comes and goes, maybe it's similar in your annual sequence of events. When you're in the moment it seems like such a crisis rush to get tasks done. I think we wear each other out by living on 'crisis responses'.
As I've gotten older, and I know some of you have been visiting Maple Lawn Farms since before I was born(!), the ebb and flow of the seasons feels less like 'continual crisis' and more like a 'comforting pattern'. I can see that each 'season' will come and go; each enjoying anticipation, hard work, and eventual completion.
At least it should be like that. Moving from 'continual crisis' to 'comforting pattern' is one of my personal goals for the next, oh, 35 years!
Have you ever looked at the patterns and annual crisis(s) in your life? Maybe there's a pattern...
Talk to you next week,
Farmer Hugh
www.maplelawnfarms.com
