Time is flying! Just yesterday it blew my mind that it's the middle of July! July!! Yikes. I know this is how it always goes with summers. You start it and BAM!...Target is advertising back to school stuff and it makes me feel slightly nausea. Between last week and today, I've been attempting to sell produce, baking bread, having happy hour each night and enjoying the first barn party held here on the farm! It's been quite exciting and busy. In the midst of this, the garden has been growing and it's about to blow up. There is a sea of tomato flowers and many green guys growing as we speak. This summer, I'm realizing, is very much about learning.
I've heard from lots of people about beginning farmer programs I can join and I have really appreciated the input. So, I've sat down, thought it out, read about them, calculated it all...and really, it just comes down to the fact that I don't think it will fit me. Yes, it will probably take me three times as long to learn something that those programs teach in six months, but meh, that's fine with me. I just want to keep doing this at my pace. I will definitely take courses if I feel it's super beneficial and exciting, I will always ask my elders and peers for help, but I am simply going to keep this pace going. Slow and steady.
This really came about the other day at market when barely any of my produce sold and I was feeling bummed. The produce looked beautiful, my setup was great and yet it felt like all the patrons kept going to the other vendors, especially the bigs ones. I felt like, "Oh no,should I have gone through those programs? Do I have any grounds to be here? Am I just kidding myself?" But I snapped myself out of that doubt and shame that night when I realized that no matter what amount of money I make from this venture this summer, I've already succeeded. I'm growing food. Good food. It looks beautiful, healthy and there's plenty for my nearest and dearest people to eat. Now...don't get me wrong, I need to make some moola (working on other avenues for getting these veggies out the door right now!), but I'm feeling good and genuinely happy about every day here.

Each morning I walk through the garden and assess who needs help most and running through my to-dos and just this morning I realized...I only staked 1/5 of the tomatoes. So there is literally a sea of tomatoes, no paths, with tomato limbs everywhere and that's just how it's going to be this summer. Notes made for next year and I carry on. And that's where I am today. Grateful for this summer.
