Well folks. Let it be said that I tried. From the early days of 2015 I had regular talks with myself about the importance of remaining present in the moment that is.....from the rising to the setting of the sun. Enjoy these city days for they are numbered I said. Be mindful of each time you walk to the grocery store or bike to work. Take in the peace of mind that comes from your 9 year old roaming the neighborhood with her pals - unhurried and enjoying this stage of being a kid. The ease with which a drink or dinner with friends comes to pass - as spontaneously as things happen when there are kids and families involved anyway.
The arrival of my buckwheat cover crop seeds yesterday marked the end of that.
(Buckwheat cover crop seeds from Ferme Tournesol)
Suddenly, or not so suddenly if I am being honest with myself, I am gone. I am thinking of how many raised beds I can get built and how fast. I am hatching plans in my head about what I can grow this season despite a June 30 moving date. I am reading about hugelkultur because surely there will be plenty of supplies strewn around to try this gardening process on for size.
I am here. I am going through my days as I always have. But with my eyes trained on the finish line...or the starting line depending on how I look at it.