Today is our third wedding anniversary! In a way it feels like just yesterday…in others it feels like it should be more like 5years. As I was scrolling through wedding photos, I found myself smiling. It was a long day, but I remember how great that day was. Let’s recap….

I planned our wedding in 4months. We had a “Country fair” themed backyard reception after the church. We had major thunderstorms the night before, terrorizing everything outside we had setup already. I only finished my bouquet and programs the morning of. While I was sitting getting all pretty from the hair and makeup ladies, I was still delegating all the things that needed to be done.

By the time I got to the front of the church, I found myself swaying with tiredness, and Spencer was sweating. Not from nervousness or cold feet, but because it was hot. At least I’m pretty sure that’s why?!

After we sealed the deal, it was time for food and time to celebrate. The fireworks got rushed because it started to rain, which made for a lovely mess of a gown. (The wedding dress boutique guy had a blank, shocked look on his face when I brought it in for cleaning/ preserving or whatever. That was funny.) Every one kept saying how it was a “good omen” for it to rain on your wedding day. That’s fine by me.

I remember I was so relieved that all the planning, arranging, and nuptuals were finished, that I just wanted to enjoy myself the rest of the night. And that I did. All those ladies who think its cliché to drink at their wedding, would have been talking the biggest smack behind my back, because I drank! Not my intentions, but I just happened to lose track of everyone who wanted to share a drink …I enjoyed myself, and celebrated. Bottom line.

It was a great day. And it has been a great 3 years. Still get butterflies. Still in love, and loving the way our life is going. It sounds kinda corny, but we’re blessed.

So it has been a while… There has been a lot happening on the farm as more products have started to come on. Tomatoes, peppers, potatoes, cucumbers, peaches, plums, and some early apples are ready. Markets are going good, the store is picking up, and so far “knock on wood” the rain has arrived as needed.

As always there are many things to do around the farm. The packing line is ready to go, but the bin tipper needs some tinkering. The irrigation system for two of the orchards has yet to be installed. The recently purchased potato sizer and wash line will soon be set up. All of these projects and more are always a juggling act of priorities for Spencer and my father in law. Between the day to day happenings, picking, packing, tractor work, and loading and going to markets, it becomes hard to squeeze in other things. I try to help with paperwork, errands, and other smaller projects as I can. Right now I am painting racks, and intend to get all of the end posts numbered in the orchard out back by the end of the season, but as I am learning it is hard to get things done with a little one.

Sometimes I think there must be a better way to make sure things get done on time, and more efficiently, but their way of running things is their way. It would drive me crazy if I had to work like they did with a hundred balls in the air, and an ever changing list of how and when things get done. In my opinion they take on too much; however in the case of my father in law, if he wasn’t busy doing all the things he does, he would still find something else to do.

The farm has been expanding and will always be evolving. In the coming years hopefully it will still allow Spencer to have quality family time. He says down the road he plans to just grow fruit, and do more wholesale. Maybe then we will actually get to take a vacation or even a weekend getaway in the summer. Right now though I will have to enjoy the evenings, Sundays, and some of the rainy days with him.

I definitely “jinxed” us on Monday when I was asking my sister how we coped without air conditioning when we lived together through college, because my husband woke me at 4am Tuesday telling me it wasn’t working. Well I got a reminder of what it was like that’s for sure.

Of course it was the hottest day this summer so far, and Canada Day so no luck in getting it fixed that day, so we had to make do. Spencer tried to rig something up (duct tape and all) with a motor and fan unit I think from the apple packing line. Theoretically it should have done the trick, but it couldn’t keep up. It got up to 86degrees at one point. (Can’t tell you without some math what that is in Celsius. The thermostat is set in Farenheit and besides most of the people down here talk in Farenheit in the summer and Celsius in the winter anyway). Either way, it did not make for a happy baby. The poor thing. I took her for a dip in her baby pool in the afternoon, and gave her a lukewarm bath before bed, but she still wasn’t comfortable. We ended up sleeping in the basement in the spare room. Surprisingly hubby took it pretty well. Coming from a man who can’t take the heat, and who has a family full of people with those same genes and internal thermostats to prove it.

Today it wasn’t as hot or humid outside. It was a little more bearable, or maybe we were just acclimating. It was about 7pm tonight when it was finally up and running, and now it is a refreshing 75degrees. It will probably be morning before it is back to normal. The baby is sleeping soundly in her crib. Spencer is sleeping soundly with his CPAP, and I am sitting here appreciating the luxuries of modern day HVAC systems, and making a mental note to knock hard on some wood next time.