Potatoes, Sangria, Pumpkins and Fires
Seasons. I love seasons. I really really love seasons. If I lived in a geographical region that didn’t get to experience every season I would be so confused — and sad, really sad. I love when a new season comes in and I’m so very ready for it to go out and the next one to start. The circle of my life. I love seasons so much and everything they represent — in nature and in spiritual terms — that I’ve thought about getting a tattoo to represent that deep appreciation…I’m just not creative enough to figure that one out. And maybe it’s easier to talk about getting a tattoo than to actually get one. Enough about tattoos.
Spring — glorious spring! In late winter we begin talking about the CSA and starting the garden. Turning over the soil, rehashing the good, bad and ugly from last years’ garden. But it seems that the day will never come when we put that hoe in the deep, fluffy, freshly turned dirt and drag out that first line and drop the potato starts in. My heart is singing. Can you hear it?
What seemed so far off is all the sudden here! We have a very helpful neighbor who plows and then tills our garden plot — plot(s) as of this year. Brad, his mom and dad (Don and Alene) and I talk theoretically while we’re waiting for the tilling to be completed about what we’ll do, where we’ll start, who’s in charge of getting supplies, but still, until that garden is tilled and ready to go it seems…unreal.
And then, yesterday morning, bright and early, we looked out our front window and saw Mr. John on that beautiful orange tractor, tiller attached, crossing the road and heading into our yard. Oh…my….gosh, the garden is getting tilled today. Quick, look at the weather forecast. We can plant potatoes tomorrow before a week of rain sets in!! Yes!
And so we did! The CSA Dream Team — Don, Alene, 4-wheeler, Stormie and I — met in the garage, loaded up our seeds and tools and headed to the garden. Potatoes, onions, carrots and beets in the ground. Boom!
We’re ready for the rain…and then the sun…and then more rain…and sun! Then more straight lines, filled with more seeds. The circle of garden life.