August 12, 2007

Today was quite possibly the most productive Sunday seen in a long time, from a farming standpoint. I’ve noticed that as the summer has worn on, I get more and more tired. By the time the Farmer’s Market is over on Saturday afternoon, I feel done in, and that sensation manages to linger through the rest of the weekend. All the tasks that should be getting done are ignored in falling cascades of self-justification while I nap the afternoon away. Well, this is just not good, and I know