We’re going on a trip to be at the opening for Tom’s next show. (His work is also on view here. One of his pieces is also in this month’s Harper’s Magazine.) We haven’t hit the old stomping grounds of Minneapolis since we moved from there a bit over two years ago, strange, but true. It should be fun. I am, however, faced with the typical farmgirl dilemma:
how can I leave my babies?
By babies I don’t mean the one I gave birth to, as she of course will be with us. Nor do I mean those baby chicks, the big chickens, the sheep, the kitties or the hyperneurotic superbonded dog. I mean, of course, my seedlings!!!
I think there is absolutely NO good time to go away from the farm, except maybe the icy throes of mid-January when it’s too early to seed-start, too late to garden.