beginning with thew end in mind and now the end in mind

OK sorry for the lack of posts for the month of June.  Or perhaps my many followers are relieved.  Regardless.... a brief explanation and then the long awaited update.

I am a computer dummy (for those that know me that will come as a complete shock!) and I cannot access my e-mail on my desk top.  I don't know why and the problem will not be resolved soon.  Sooooo... I thought I could not post, but clearly I can.  Am I starting to sound like a 57 year old?

Anyways. It is harvest time.  All these posts about tractors and tilling soil and now we are actually picking veggies.  Hooray!!  And not just by farmer Josh.  My Mountainside campers are into it and they are excited to help.  I even had a 6 year old cry yesterday that he could not take a cucumber with him after visiting the garden.  Now I never want an unhappy camper and children crying is bad for business and Nancy was mad at me for not giving him what he wanted.  However... there is a principle here that must be taught if we are going to do this correctly.  That principle is that you pick when the crop is ready, that timing is everything, and if you pick early or late you come short of the very best.  At Mountainside we are going to pick to perfection.

This whole farming thing is really working out just as I had hoped.  Josh had no idea how wonderful summer camp really is.  He never went to camp as a kid and even though I tried to explain what was about to unfold, until you experience camp you cannot truly grasp it.  There are 300 kids waving and smiling at Josh everyday, they are engaged in what he is passionate about

and he has all of these children to teach.  He remarked to a fellow WVU graduate who landed a great job, that he hit the mother lode when he signed on with Bar-T.  Where else can you do what you love everyday and be a focus of attention by a camp full of kids and staff.  At the end of the day yesterday, he hopped into the pool with the extended care campers and they were all over him.  He had this look in his eye that can only be understood by summer camp people.  That look could be best paraphrased by the quote from the movie the Field of Dreams.  "Is this Heaven?" No its Iowa".  "Funny I thought it was Heaven".   I am one of the few people I know, that is afraid that Heaven will be a disappointment.  How can anything get better that what I do everyday.

The veggie stand is being assembled and we start selling produce next week.  Yes there will be another post to mark the occasion.