Peas and carrots, beets and chard, lettuce, radish, scallions, spinach.... So many crops going into the ground, and not one, but two greenhouses full of seedlings for our annual Seedling Sale.

It's been an interesting time to farm mainly because, except for the lack of volunteers, it has been pretty much like farming any other year. Growing food is an essential business, so we’ve moved a little farther apart in the greenhouse and continue to plant seeds, plow the field, and do all the other tasks to make sure that in about a month we’ll have food coming out of the field.

This is really what makes farming at the moment feel weird—while everyone I know, including my own family, is out of work or working from home, and they seem to have endless time for texting funny pictures back and forth and taking up new projects and hobbies, my days just aren’t that different. Not a complaint. I feel lucky. But it’s also weird to have so much feel so normal when things are anything but.