When it comes to work on the farm, I often use the phrases “pick and choose” and “cut my losses.” I can’t do everything. This is a reality of life, whether you have a farm or not.
When I picked the barn cleanout as my priority for this spring, I knew the timing would coincide with garden prep season. The result is that the gardens have had very little attention.

I managed to pretty much prune the raspberries (something I usually do in the fall). I weeded a little bit around the rhubarb, asparagus and raspberries. And when mowing season started I pushed the mower into the vegetable garden. I have also spent a bit of time in every flower garden, but haven’t made it completely through any of them.
It is time to pull out another phrase and cut my losses. So I’m crossing the vegetable garden off my list for this year. We had a beautiful asparagus harvest–our best yet. I’m hoping for good raspberry and grape harvests again. But that’s it. I’m not going to plant the garden this year.

I will mow as much as I can to avoid it being completely overrun. I will try to weed the raspberries every so often so that we can get to them to pick. But I don’t feel up to doing more right now.
This is where picking and choosing come in. I’ve picked my priority. I can’t choose everything. So in making my choice, I let other things go–cut my losses.
When I want to put my hands in the dirt and make some progress outside, I have plenty of flower gardens that can use the attention. And Matt’s Dad has stepped up and offered Ellie some space in his garden. She loves growing things, but she’s not into the work of a garden yet, so help from Matt’s Dad means a lot.
I’m a bit disappointed. Every year I hope that I will make some headway on the garden and get it to a point where it’s more manageable and productive. To miss another year pushes that goal farther out again. But a garden takes time, and this year I don’t have that time. So rather than keeping it on my list and letting it take up space in my brain, I’m crossing it off. As I do that, I’m also a bit relieved.
Someday we will have a beautiful, productive garden and the time to care for it. But not this year.




























