It’s making plans.  It’s writing lists. 

Ordering seeds, ordering supplies.

(Ordering a tractor, too.  After selling another one, mind you.)

More to-do’s.  More plans.  Events.  Promotions.  Brochures.

It’s January on the farm.  And it’s enough to overwhelm anyone.

I’m not ready for summer.  I’m so not ready for summer.

“But it’s only January,” my husband tells me.

And so I do one thing at a time.  I cross one thing off the to-do list and write two more down.

I lay awake nights making plans and rewording promotions.

I’m already tired.  And it’s only January.

But before summer comes in all it’s busyness, we have spring to look forward to.

New growth, new life—including the birth of the little one growing within me.

Somewhere in that sweet springtime, I need to slow down enough to see the flowers pushing their way through the dirt.

I need to stop and see and give thanks.  And remember the things I love about summer (like sunshine and green grass and barbecues and my clothesline…).

I’ll add that to my to-do list.

Right after “getting through January.”

Written for Lisa-Jo’s 5-minute Friday because, oh look at the time, it’s Friday afternoon and I forgot to post yesterday, let alone this morning—must be time for a 5-minute post in this to-do list somewhere!  And for the record, today I really, truly, only spent 5 minutes on my post—but, of course, this addendum was not part of the 5 minutes.