Sunday, February 1, 2009

Weeks 1 and 2

  • Cleaned the farmhouse top to bottom (with more than a little help from my friends).

  • Introduced Charline, a lovely young woman from Quebec City, to the farm while the farmer was away.

  • Fed and watered 35 chickens twice per day.

  • Gathered eggs, then washed and packaged them for sale.

  • Hollered at Gypsy, a sweet, old Golden Retriever, for stealing and eating eggs.

  • Hollered at Gypsy for stealing into my room and eating my cat's food.

  • Planted several flats of spinach, lettuces, and beets.

  • Weeded carrots and beets, inadvertently weeding out some of the beets.

  • Watered rows and flats in the greenhouse with a watering can because I didn't realize there was a hose.

  • Planted 2 rows of onions alongside garlic that was already in the ground.

  • Spread loads of mulch on said onions and garlic, 6 beds of strawberries, and a 15x30' area.

  • Used a broadfork to aerate the soil in that area, then trenched 4 rows with a hoe and spread worm castings around, before planting sugar snap peas.

  • Chased chickens off the new pea patch.

  • Chased chickens off the onions, garlic and strawberries.

  • Chased chickens out of the greenhouse.

  • Chased chickens back into their own blasted yard.

  • Severely cut back 2 enormous hedges of eleagnus.

  • Pounded fence posts in for a new chicken area using this awesome crazy 18lb tool.

  • Loaded oak logs on and off trailer for shiitake mushroom operation.

  • Drove golf cart to and fro, with and without trailer.

  • Harvested shiitake mushrooms.

  • Helped lift 4 12-foot logs into place as part of terracing what will be the kitchen garden.

  • Won a rooster-human standoff initiated by a foolhardy rooster.

  • Cursed house-loving ladybugs and ants.

  • Cooked a biryani so bad I could barely eat it.

  • Played soccer with Charline in a pecan grove.

  • Gazed in wonder at Venus, a Cheshire cat moon, Orion, the Big Dipper, and the Pleiades.

  • Taken daily walks in the woods with Mozell, the cat who often acts like a dog.

  • Slept like a baby every night.

  • Loved every minute of my work.

  • Missed my community and friends in Bed-Stuy.

Technical Difficulties

Out at the farm we enjoy the satellite interwebs. We enjoy them so much that it doesn't bother us that watching 1 hour of rich media results in our pipe being squished to the size of a pipe cleaner for the next 2 days. No, that doesn't bother us at all, precious. We adore driving 20 minutes to McDonald's to buy a $1 sweet tea in exchange for a free hour of real broadband wifi.

Damn internet provider peoples.