I kept trying to think of how to spell words - such as parmesan (parmesean?) and hayleage (haylige?) for a blog post heading but I was reminded of how horrible of a speller I am.
When I got here over three months ago (!!!) it took me two weeks to remember how to spell zucchini, and when we started to harvest broccoli I was met with another spelling challenge (for me). The funny thing is since being here I have read more than at any other time in my life. That's just how the ball rolls isn't it?
I took Shu (Susan and Vivi's dog) for a walk in the back forty today. They're in Vancouver and I am dog-sitting. I walked all along the creek and was reminded of the sheer beauty of this place. The trees have the most colour right about now, and it finally feels like winter is coming. It's cold in the mornings now; long underwear is necessary. My hands froze while feeding the cows this morning.
But our walk was beautiful, and I felt more peace than I have felt for days. As my time here draws to an end I need to remind myself to keep my eyes open. I need to remember the simple beauties that I am surrounded by. I was just talking to someone today about how when I wake up in the morning I think "work" and that's just fantastic, isn't it? I put on my "work" clothes (I've sure got good use out of them) and eat my oatmeal. Then off to work. This morning it was milking the cows, tomorrow it'll be harvesting vegetables, and the next day it will be setting up for market. I don't wake up and think "school, assignments, appointments, AHHH". I simply think "work". I really enjoy that.
The more I talk to people, the more I realize that I really enjoy farming. I enjoy it's simplicity. Yes, I know you have to have money to buy a barn. Thanks everyone, I know I am presently broke. But we need farmers, do we not? Why can't I be one of them?
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