But the whole paradigm flipped around at some point and I looked at it from the other end. There was no point in preparing any more than
we would eat. There was no point in preserving more than we would prepare. There was no point in processing more than we were going to
perserve. There was no point in picking more than we'd process. There was no point in planting more than we'd pick.
It took some mental discipline to work this out. The urge in the headiness of early spring was to say, I've got the space, I've got the seedlings, I'll put out 300 spring cabbages.
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