~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "God gave us memory so that we might have roses in
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Greetings from Farmer Ken... again? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hi everyone, it's Ken again, doing my best to fill in for Farmer Tom. Tom and Constance are attending the memorial for Constance's mother Eliane, and again our good wishes are with them. Along the lines of remembrance, I think this week I will take you on a little trip in time... back to the farm about five years ago. Long-time members may see a familiar face or name, and new members can learn a little about the journey Live Earth Farm has taken to get where it is today. Dorle (on right), October 2001. Live Earth Farm has been host to a number of interns over the years, and each has contributed his or her own energy and personality. Many of the interns work the farm stand at farmers markets, so they became a familiar face to us customers. Like the farm's current intern, Bernadette, Dorle was adept at managing the farm's goats, who I remember were really a handful.... and as you can see here, Dorle was also great when kids visited the farm. Speaking of interns, Linnea (left) with Debbie, November 2002. Linnea was on the farm for several years, and brought heat and light (literally) to farm celebrations with her fire dancing. Linnea, her friend Chelsea and Annie later comprised "The Girls" at the farm. The three of them tended their own garden up by the greenhouse, and it became a magical place. Picture: Annie at the Willow Glen farmers market, 2003. 2002 was also the year of the bread share. Yes, that year the farm offered to its members about 30 loaves baked fresh each week in Toasty, the farm's wood-fired cob oven. Here's Tom with the first loaves, April 2002. The bread share made absolutely no economic sense, but it was fun to try (I speak as one that helped bake them on occasion). And the bread was wonderful. Those of you who have visited the farm have probably seen Toasty, who is looking a bit ragged after so much use. Here's Toasty the Cob Oven in its prime, with Charles and Sarah, 2002. Charles and Sarah are long-time friends of the farm and it’s due largely to their vision and leadership that Toasty was built in the first place. When I think of Toasty being built, I have an indelible memory of Constance, at Charles' urging, mixing cob by stomping it with bare feet and squishing it between her toes. To bring that memory full circle, here's Constance at Open Farm Day, May 2002, enjoying bread hot from Toasty's belly. And when I think of Constance, I also think of Peanut, the farm's pony for all those early years. Under Constance's watchful eye, Peanut faithfully did his job of introducing kids to farm life, as here, Peanut with trepidatious city kids, October 2001. Peanut also contributed to Toasty, as well-aged pony manure was one of the ingredients of the cob, or adobe, for the oven (which led some wit to rename the mix "Peanut butter"). It was sad when Peanut began to suffer from founder, a hoof disease, and in time he died and is now buried on the farm. Rest in peace, dear Peanut. And so it is on the farm, as indeed it is everywhere... So much is interconnected. Plants and animals and people appear and give of their lives and energy and then move on, leaving behind a world changed (we hope) for the better. It's the dance that Farmer Tom so often speaks of, that we dance each week through him and the Live Earth Farm crew. It's the dance he and Constance are dancing now. And so, one last picture: kid with kid. Taken in 2003 but it could be any year, actually. Life ends, life begins. Seeing the impish little goat brings me back to Dorle, and the whole cycle begins again. - Ken <back to top> |
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