the leaves began tumbling down
It seemed that as soon as the calendar spoke fall into being, the leaves began tumbling down. How quickly my mind raced to the work left to be done in the garden this year. Each season in the garden is a lesson on timing- from the first plowing of the field to the last cover crop sown.
And yet, even with the long list of work left to be done, I pause to reflect on the wonder of our work. How just over the course of months, a space can transform into a bountiful, life-giving garden.
While most programs are forced to be managed by grant cycles, the agricultural programs are first and foremost managed by the cycle of seasons. It’s a remarkably visceral way to be rooted in your work- to be bound by what can happen this season and by what must wait for next season.
As we prepare to close out the gardens for the end of one season, we also begin dreaming and planning for next season.