Farmer's minds are always in the future. We have to focus on the present, sure, but we're also constantly planning the next several months ahead. In a crisis such as this, I've found myself drowning in present time.
That strange feeling in the chest, shoulders and neck? It's not the virus, it's the specter of it conjuring feelings of panic. For me, for a few days there, it was giving me a kind of ADHD. I found I couldn't focus on anything. Work plans?! Let's check the news! What plans? What was that? It's 4 PM ALREADY!?! I imagine many of you now working from home know what I'm talking about.
Even in normal times, keeping focus while working at home can be difficult. This week, checking something off my farm plan list is nearly impossible. Even without the distraction, the crisis is generating a whole new list of urgent tasks.
Well, yesterday I actually got some farm work done!! Two months from now I'm planting dahlia tubers in these beds that now have the winter cover crop on them. This means NOW is the time to start prepping and turning in the cover crop so that it can mostly compost in time for planting. The future and present are one.
In this moment, our present time is meant to improve the future. We're fighting a kind of war, all of us, to curb this virus; to save us from a summer of grief. Some things don't have to be sacrificed though. This is a time to get out into nature if you can. Spend some time in the soil. Listen to the birds and take in the new life that spring is ushering in around us. Plant something beautiful for the future while transforming the present.