I’ve always said autumn is my favourite time of the year, but after spending just the first two weeks of spring on the farm, I have to revise my answer.
Spring on the farm is gorgeous. After you overlook the towering weeds and sinus-inducing pollen in the air, it’s goddamn frickin’ beautiful. Everything is green and lush, bright and colourful, and sunny and warm. I find myself making excuses to go outside. I even look forward to weeding!
The only real problem I forsee is more time outside means less time sewing, and I find myself conflicted in choosing between the two. Continue reading