🐠 Some good news for the fish 🐟

Hope this finds you well! I often find myself eagerly sharing the week's adventures with you, usually brimming with tales that spark curiosity or offer a glimpse into the farm's heartbeat. However, this week's rhythm felt more like the quiet hum of contemplation rather than the usual bustling symphony.

Why, you ask? Well, the truth is, in these quieter months, I tend to fall into a pattern I jokingly call "the innovation itch." It's a time when my mind races with ideas, each one a potential project that promises to sprinkle a bit of magic on our daily routines. The catch? Each idea comes with its own price tag, a reminder that dreams and budgets don't always see eye to eye.

So, with the local farm show in Chatham on the horizon, I made a pact with myself: avoid it at all costs. Why? Fear of temptation. The fear that I'd stumble upon yet another project to add to my ever-growing list, further stretching our already tight budget.

But as fate would have it, I found myself drawn to the show, much like a moth to a flame. And something unexpected happened. Amid the buzz and excitement, a realization dawned on me. I didn't need new projects. What I needed was to focus on the ones I had already begun. Remember the expansion of grazing acres we've been working on? It turns out, there's still plenty to do there.

And then, as if the universe wanted to chime in, I bumped into the administrator of our local environmental stewardship program. Our conversation sparked an idea, not for a new project, but for enhancing an existing one. Together, we decided to plant a few more acres of hay buffer along some of our waterways. So, I left with just a bag of hay seed and a mental note to finally finish that fencing project from last spring.

It’s kind of amusing, really. Heading to the show, I was worried I’d get carried away with new ideas. Instead, I came back focused on wrapping up what I’d already started.

So, here's to seeing things through and making sure we give our current endeavors the attention they deserve.

Your Farmer, Rod
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