The final pack out of the summer CSA is enveloped in a sense of accomplishment. “We did it!”, we say, almost in awe of ourselves. At the start of the season, I couldn’t quite see how we were going to make it all happen. Packing 225 shares is over twice what we’ve done in the past, but by some small miracle, we pulled all the pieces together. Rufus has done a phenomenal job orchestrating the chaos, and our entire team deserves a roaring round of applause. At the end of the day, I sense a wave of relaxation come over me and my mind finally begins to drift down the driveway, toward the north woods, into the wild. The Boundary Waters trip is coming to the forefront now, and we are all ready for a break.