Part of gearing up for this season is unpacking and laying out the irrigation lines that serve as the lifeblood for the farm. Last year was a dry year that devastated crops we were not able to keep irrigated. With sharpened pencils, I did some serious farm math this winter to make sure we have enough drip tape and hours in the week to keep everything irrigated should this year be even worse than last. However, I don't think Einstein could come up with an equation to keep me sane should this happen!
Farm kitty checking out the irrigation.
I love Spring. It's not the intense colors of a season winding down, but dull, muted colors of a season just beginning. I let feelings of renewal wash over me in the bright greens, blues, purples, reds, and yellows that will soon be in abundance on my small farm.