Counting Down

So many deeds cry out to be done,
And always urgently;
The world rolls on,
Time presses, ten thousand years are too long,
Seize the hour, seize the day!
-Mao Tse-Tung
January 9, 1963

I've got two more days to do a season's worth of work. But we're getting there. The plan is to have the farm caught up to March 31st by March 31st, the day of my surgery. But not only caught up to March 31st, but prepped to make the April work go smoothly. I will not be involved in that, the April work. I'll have to rely on others. I'll be watching from the window.
We've got 200 raspberries planted, and a greenhouse built. The Spring fields are plowed, and, miraculously, de-rocked. The peas are trellised. The potatoes are planted. The chicken coop is clean. We've been rolling, lately, and rolling fast and hard. Sleep is for after surgery, or, for winter, or, for when you're dead.
There's a bit of work to do in the greenhouse, and irrigation lines need to be laid. The strawberries ned a bit of attention, and I'd like to get more spinach in the ground. Plus, there are probably a million things yet to be done that I just haven't thought of.
Things got rolling early, yesterday. We had 200 raspberries to plant, and a forecast of rain. that's when the white Toyota came up the road. B* needed a compressor. B* needed a compressor because his fell out of his truck. So he came to load mine into his truck.
"Whaddya need a compressor for?"
He needed to blow up a tire in C*'s old camper trailor. C*'s old camper trailor had been left somewhere it didn't need to be, and it had to be moved.
"Where?"
"We're gonna leave it in front of C*'s apartment."
"What does C* feel about that?"
"He's out of town."
So he charges up the compressor and takes off. An hour later, he's back. With the compressor. And a trailor.
J* stops planting raspberries long enough to look inside the trailor. And says the last thing I want her to say: We could put an intern in this.
So there it is. We have a new addition to the junkyard in the back 40. C*'s old trailor, just sitting there. It may not look like much, but we have big plans.