I spent the morning weeding out the last of the asparagus beds and working on the one where we planted the garlic, shallots, onions and I think leeks last Fall. I decided to take the bitter herbs from my last post and make a frittata out of them. I am glad I stayed. I planted those seeds. I have hope again. Today I actually even had a bit of real joy. In the end life goes on. Sometimes it has to drag you kicking and screaming along but you get better. You have to find the small joys where you can and be grateful for the little things. And this farm has plenty of those if you are looking to see them.