Endings for me are often painful. I suck at goodbyes. I think in part this comes from the realization that whatever the amazing thing that happened - that moment, the summer, the midnight adventure - will never happen again. This is how I felt leaving Lida Farm this past weekend. While I know that my relationships will always stay intact, that chapter of my growth and evolution is over. A part of my heart now permanently resides at that farm, in the same way I left some of it with John and Karen at Pendleton's Country Market when I moved to Minnesota. It's inevitable when you become so intimately connected with the place - and the people. Farming grounds you in a way that can't be ignored. The plants, the weeds, the plant starts...they need tender love and care, and they'll tell you outright when it's overdue. On the other hand, as much as endings are challenging for me, I find myself often seeking a change of scenery. There's something about being in a new pl...