I’ve had a lot on my mind lately. And really, can you blame me?

With the significant ups and downs of our journey into spring, how could a farmer not have a lot on her mind as she eagerly awaits and anticipates when she’ll be able to work: when she’ll be able to till up soil and get a start on a season of lofty goals and even higher expectations. What is one supposed to do when they’ve set aside hours to be out in the fields, but are forced to stay indoors instead.

I know everyone has been itching for spring this year. I know everyone everywhere would like the cold to just stop, the sun to come out consistently and to throw on some sandals for good (and I think perhaps finally we may have actually made it?). I know we’ve all been in this together, but trust me, it’s worse as a farmer.

For me, spring means a mad rush of energy and I’ve been building towards it since late January. It’s the time of year when my body feels strongest– bending and planting and weeding and laying compost by hand. The sunshine fills me up like a plant and I feel ready to take on the world. The build up of late January to early April is like lining up for a race, eagerly preparing and strategizing and anticipating what lies ahead. And then this year, the race is starting an hour late with no warning or advanced notice. My body is literally abuzz with energy and anticipation standing at the start line waiting for the gun shot that will tell me it’s finally time to go.

Luckily, learning to wait isn’t anything new.

In addition to waiting for the snow to finally stop falling and melt from our fields, my dear Carrot and I have also been waiting to become pregnant: a journey that feels equally powerless and beautiful.

The waiting is not easy but I’m learning to lean in.

Over the last couple weeks, instead of traipsing around the house wondering what farm task I should do to get ahead, I have spent time watching movies with my husband, taking bubble baths, reading cookbooks cover to cover, grabbing cups of coffee with old friends, and embracing the suddenly languid nature of a time of year that is almost never calm. Instead of losing sleep over every friend and acquaintance who gets pregnant (what feels like the minute they decide to try), I’m trying to take this time to get my know my body in ways I’ve always neglected, planning grand trips with friends and dreaming of the adventures we’ll have until that day comes for us.

For several weeks this spring, I didn’t know when our season would begin. Just like I don’t know when we’ll get pregnant. And even now that I know the season will begin in earnest tomorrow, I don’t know what our season will look like and if it will be as successful as we’d hoped given the late start. I also don’t know what our family will look like and if it will be as large as I’d always imagined given the late start.

Both will be nothing like I imagined and absolutely everything I imagined. Both will be flawed and difficult and also absolutely perfect. In other words, things will be what they will be regardless of whether or not I twist myself in circles wondering so I’ll do better to embrace what is and celebrate it all as it comes then to keep on wondering.

1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees.
2. Toss asparagus with olive oil, salt and pepper on a baking sheet until well coated. Bake in oven for 20 minutes or until tender (may take less for more tender stalks or longer for thicker ones).
3. While the asparagus roasts, prepare hard-boiled eggs. Bring a small pot of water to a boil. Add eggs, reduce to a low boil and cook for 15 minutes. Immediately remove to an ice bath and allow to cool for 2 minutes before peeling.
4. Spoon citrus vinaigrette over roasted asparagus when ready to serve. Top with chopped hard-boiled egg, toasted almonds and Parmesan along with another sprinkle of salt. Enjoy immediately.

Inspired by Joshua McFadden’s Six Seasons

1. Zest all citrus into a small bowl. Then slice in half and juice into a measuring cup.
2. In a medium bowl combine 2 tablespoons of the zest (use the rest for a cake) with 1/2 cup of the juices (use the rest for a quick margarita cocktail) and the remaining ingredients.
3. Whisk until smooth and emulsified. Taste and adjust seasonings as desired.