Today is my last full day on the farm. I plan to head out to BC to start my Wwoofing adventure by the end of next week. Here are some of my last photos of a place that has been my life for the last 6 years.
Today is my last full day on the farm. I plan to head out to BC to start my Wwoofing adventure by the end of next week. Here are some of my last photos of a place that has been my life for the last 6 years.
This Spinach was seeded by Carolyn and Colleen using the Earthway seeder 3 weeks ago. To make things more interesting Colleen applied compost to her bed and Carolyn applied crab meal to hers as a side by side comparison. So how are they performing 3 weeks later?
Its hard to see any difference after only a few weeks. Maybe once it reaches maturity there will be more of a difference. You’ll have to check in with Dave and ask. The only significant difference between the two beds is the amount of weeds in Colleen’s bed, but that is due to the bed being allowed to get more weedy last year and has nothing to do with the compost.
Some people believe in signs. I think I’m agnostic.
In my opinion there are three kinds of ‘signs’
Road signs telling you how far you need to travel and in which direction.
Things that other people decide are signs. For example my mother believes that dropping cutlery means getting a visitor. Some people have suggested that our 90ft greenhouse blowing away was truly an ‘Act of God’ and not just in the language of insurance policies.
Things that we decide are signs. Meeting particular people at a time of need. The persistent driving wind from the South. Other people making changes in their own lives.
I think that we see things that we want to see. Having spent a long time looking for a ‘sign’ and not having found one I was feeling pretty jaded about the whole thing. It’s very possible that there were a whole lot of signs out there but I was either blind to them or chose not to see them. It’s equally possible that there are no such things as signs, just people making decisions based on random acts of nature.
I suppose that it doesn’t really matter whether the universe is trying to communicate with us or whether stuff just happens, provided that we make sound decisions as a result. I do wonder whether the loss of our greenhouse was Mother Nature’s way of grabbing me by the shoulders and screaming ‘Why don’t you ever listen to a damn thing I say?’ or whether it was just Climate Change. Whatever the case, the outcome is the same, I’m going Wwoofing!
p.s. now if someone could tell me what it means when someone keeps knocking the skin off her left elbow I’d be really grateful;-)