So it's January and February and you look out at the garden and the winter wheat cover crop is really tall (with a bunch of daikon radish flowers sticking out of the top because the radish seed got mixed in somehow). And you think....When Pigs Fly...that's when this is turning into a garden yet again. So my sister had gotten me this flying pig on a stick for Christmas, and although she seemed kind of embarrassed, I was tickled...because here we get that feeling all the time. The task is monumental - it seems not possible to turn a field into a garden wonderland. But you just do one thing at a time. Cut down the cover crop, plow up the dirt, plant your seedlings into flats...and on and on.
And then the CSA members start to come over to help...and three or four weekends later (with Will out there till dark after work all week too, mind you)...yeah...you can see it.
You can remember it. Watch out because it will sneak up on you - it does happen fast once the plants are all in. Well, right in the middle of this, my computer decided to quit 'recognizing' my device that reads my pictures....so more later.
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