I love working with my Amish carpenter neighbors… Relentless when it comes to climbing up on steep barn roofs and along rafters to get the job done… But just as quickly swayed by the mid day heat to let work be work and call it a day.
The best thing on a hot summer’s day when work just doesn’t cut it… Grab the fishing pole and some bait and head out to the lake…
Well, I am not big on poking hooks thru worms so I sit on the landing dangling my feet in the water and soaking in the peace and quiet while minnows swarm around my feet beggimg for treats.
And of corse I cannot help myself noticing the beauty of nature all around! From the family of loons enjoying a leisurely swim around the clear lake to hundreds of baby tree frogs bouncing around in the greens to the lush flowers beckoning from the water’s edge to snap some pics…
Yep, it sure beats work!
Yesterday was this Winter’s first real snow storm. For hours the snow was blowing in heavily and all you could see was white furious flurry and the vague shadows of trees battered in the wind.
Today the sun is shining, the storm is over, calm is restored. It is gorgeous outside. It is peaceful and I’m enjoying digging my way through the snow, out the front door, to the barn, and to all the spots where I feed the birds.
The birds are happy and are gratefully crowding the feeders. Woodpeckers, blue jays, cardinals, sparrows, starlings… It is a regular feeding frenzy out there.
I am waiting for the snow plow to clear my driveway and I am glad I don’t need to leave yet… I surely would be stuck as soon as I kicked the car in reverse. In some spots the snow is knee deep, in others just high enough to lap over the edge of my boots.
I wish I had a one horse sleigh… This would be the perfect day to take my Percheron mare out for a little joy ride!
I have been facing a bunch of difficulties here on the farm that are trying my creativity and abilities to say the least… Torrential rains and relentless critters munching away on my crops are just some of the influences that I am grappling with. Plants not growing or not producing crops is another challenge I am learning to deal with – calling on fellow farmers in the area who are willing to share their extras with me, or even buying things like sweet corn since mine was a complete loss.
There are many differences to Kate’s CSA besides number of members and her many years of experience. There were always 6 or 7 helpers on the farm, and a lot of action everywhere throughout the day.
I am here by myself, there is much less activity. It is quiet and peaceful and apparently quite inviting to the overflow of deer and rabbits and rodents that mess with my stuff 😉 And much less (wo)manpower to do the work.
In essence, running a CSA is quite an undertaking. And while I enjoy the work and farming very much, I have my share of disappointment and frustration with the things that don’t go well. I still am proud of the beautiful food I grow and the full bags I deliver.
I had big plans for my CSA – fun festivals on the farm, volunteer days throughout the season, scavenger hunt on and around the farm… But all these plans were derailed and fell flat as time progressed. Too few members right from the start, insurance limitations, Kate’s decision to move in spring, preparing for her move early in the season, and finally her move and decision to sell the farm… Things did not turn out as planned at all.
So now that Kate has moved to California and decided to sell the farm, I will be finishing my season here in early fall, and depending on the sale and new folks moving in, will probably stay on through winter to look after things here. This means of course that my CSA on Kate’s land is shorter lived than I initially planned. I am not certain where I will settle next year and whether I will have the opportunity to continue my CSA on another farm.
I thank all my members for their trust and giving me the wonderful opportunity to grow and deliver vegetables this summer. A big thank you also to my lovely drop site hosts! I appreciate all the support and feedback this season! And I regret not having had the chance to have everybody out here for the hands on festivities everyone enjoyed so much with Kate. And to continue growing with everybody through the seasons I hoped would follow this one.
I love walking in the forest on a crisp morning. Birds singing and bugs humming, early sunlight filtering through the the luscious shades of green, accenting the dark and sturdy tree trunks reaching out of the fertile ground. The light scent of ferns and wildflowers intermingled with musky wafts of composting leaves and rich soil… I breathe in deeply and release any tension as I take in the beauty and continuity of nature, of life, really.
Thoughts, worries, doubts, regrets vanish as I see potential for play all around. An old stump rises out of the ferns. Roots above ground form a cave, and at a glance it looks as though a scene for a fairytale… I stand and watch waiting for the slightest hint of movement suggesting I stepped into a different world of magical creatures. I imagine tiny fairies and unicorns and sourcerers… For a moment I wish to live in that world. Just a tiny figure disappearing among ferns and stems without making a sound, safe from the pressures of life.
And for a moment, as I gaze into the tree tops high above me, I realize I am that tiny figure, surrounded by a world much bigger than the everyday woes and duties we call reality. A world full of possibility and opportunity and freedom.