2013 begins, with all the promise and all the challenge that each new year brings.
I'm looking forward, as always, to learning -- and re-learning -- some of the old lessons that this land has tried so hard to teach me. I am doing so in hopes of really learning the lessons this time.
In so far as anyone ever does.
That, it seems to me, is one of the great gifts of a piece of land and all that comes with it. The chance to learn and to go on learning, the same lessons year after year, and discovering that the lessons, however often learned, and the learning itself, never grow old.
I love this little farm more than I can say. It has taught me so much, and continues to.