Changing of the Seasons

Fall is in the air. The overnight lows are in the 40s heading into the 30s. Mornings bring a fog layer that burns off midday when the air warms into the low 60s. There’s something about fall that always puts me in a reflective mood. While it’s not the end of the calendar year, it feels like the end of the farming year. Harvests are being brought in. Animals are being bred for spring babies. The hustle of fixing and improving the farm infrastructure is coming to a close as the weather shifts to become less conducive to outdoor projects.

The short days of winter are in many ways a season of rest on the farm. Work is reduced to core chores: ensuring the animals have food, water and shelter.

This will be my 6th winter on the farm, and it’s incredible when I look back and see how much I’ve learned and accomplished along the way. While I never feel ready for winter to arrive, this year, I’m ready for the respite the slower winter days bring. Until then, time to knock out the final few “summer” projects before the fall rains bring the mud with them.