COVID-19 continues. It's been about 7 weeks now since just about everything closed down. I had intended to blog daily during this pandemic but the work on our farm doesn't close down. Spring in all its glory is one of the busiest times of the year. This year in addition we made some moves for family members that have kept us busy. Our daughters family bought a new home leaving the rental home on our property empty which was instantly filled with my 86 year old mother. Who, by the way, was ecstatic to be taken from her studio apartment quarantine with cold meals delivered three times daily.
Spring on our farm means pruning, weeding, fertilizing, tilling, planting, and animal husbandry. Every day is a new prioritization puzzle. Often it can be easy to feel overwhelmed by the sheer amount of work and we go back and forth with "why are we living in the country again?" Yes, developing a one step at a time perspective has proven its worth. This year the outdoor work has been a good distraction from the constant Covid coverage and discussion.
What might you expect to see in the Logger's lunchbox in the spring?
This little beauty. We called them Lady Slippers. They are a beautiful little orchid growing in the Cascade mountain range of Oregon. Amongst the moss and shade of towering Douglas fir its impossible for a flower lover to explain the rush of excitement when walking in the forest and finding such an ornate gem. Stories of adorning a fairy princess issue forth from its magic. Its delicate coloring and petals appear other worldly in the sometimes stark and unforgiving Oregon rainforest.
.A soft bed of damp moss placed in the Loggers lunchbox and two gently picked Lady Slippers were nestled away. Looking like a very fit location for the shoes of a queen the lid closed.