- 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.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Weeks 1 and 2
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