I write this today, on the first day of spring–the vernal equinox in the northern hemisphere.It is the day when the sun shines directly on the equator, and the hours of daylight and nighttime are nearly equal around the world. It is the official start of a new season. I am grateful for the four distinct seasons we enjoy in Canada. If you have been following us on Facebook, you will notice I have been trying to encourage you, after a long winter, with the signs of spring. The buttercups on the hills above the orchard are a delight to see. The robins and our newest addition, guinea fowl, are roaming the grounds letting us know with their never ending chatter that they are out and about, exploring and foraging.
Each season brings something new to look forward to, and as a farmer, seasons dictate much in our lives. It will not be an early season for crops, but the fields in the Bella Vista are no longer covered in snow, the sun and wind are working their magic, drying them up, so we can prepare for planting. We are starting the work in the greenhouse, preparing to plant our peppers, tomatoes, melons and more. The bakery renovation is nearly complete and we are overflowing with boxes that are full of exciting new things for the Gift Shop. I will begin to set up the Market & Gift Shop later this week. The Cannery has been buzzing all winter producing our much-anticipated preserves like Lady Rose relish, Old Fashioned Caramel and the many different jams and fruit butters. We are slowly but surely getting ready for our opening day on May 1st.
But as I think of seasons I think of more than the weather. I am thinking of our lives and the different seasons we all face. Some are refreshing and renewing like spring and some are challenges to just get through. I am in Edmonton now, watching my parent’s age, and preparing for the days when they will be gone from me to be home with their Saviour. It’s a tough season, but a reality in life, something we all face. I am encouraged as I watch my Dad face cancer; still embracing life and death with a great attitude, a life well lived. I am also encouraged as I watch my young granddaughters delight in picking the first buttercups of the season. We all have seasons.
Spring brings hope and new life. As farmers, we are excited to prepare the land, the greenhouse, the flowerbeds, the Market and ourselves for the busy month ahead. I wish you all well in whichever season you are facing and look forward to welcoming you back to our family farm.
The Farmer’s Wife
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