We have arrived…

…at the farm.

Although it is not as I had imagined, and I have had to compromise much this past week as we try to find our place here, I think it will be a valuable year of experience and learning for all three of us. It will see us better prepared to take on the challenge of our own farm again and I intend to glean as much practical knowledge as I can, build my confidence with small livestock and my own intuition. It all sounds great in my head, but I’ll admit it’s rough in practice. It’s all so new and I need to allow myself some time to settle into this new life, but I can’t help feeling like I’m just bungling around, completely out of my element.

Today, my shoulders are sore from wielding large, heavy, sharp tools. I chopped wood, I did. It took me the better part of the day, but many pointers later and I finally achieved that nice, satisfying split, even with this knotty fir, something I never quite got the hang of in Vermont. I hope to bring this skill back there with me someday (yes, I am saying that out loud).

I met a dog and cat.

I met Spot.

I hoed some rows of cabbage.

And the Boy (no longer the LG because he says he’s not little anymore) was given a saw…

…with which he made many tiny pieces of wood out of one large piece.

I am giving myself the challenge of posting every day about our adventures here, and undoubtedly about my dreams of where this will take us (or bring us back to). Perhaps it will help relieve the feeling of isolation that is already creeping in even though I am trying my best to will it away.

Nearly all of our worldly possessions are in storage right now, but I managed to bring enough of my studio to continue with The Spun Monkey…in fact, I may end up being more productive since the Boy is happiest following Papa around the farm and busying himself with the gravel pile and a wheelbarrow. Yesterday saw two yarns off the bobbin and another I am about to finish…I won’t have quite what I had hoped ready for Craftland, but the shop will be well-stocked over the next week or two with new felt, new yarn, and entirely new spinning and crafting supplies.

In G-F news, I am addicted to this bakery: http://www.grindstonebakery.com/, and am thankful they deliver. I have yet to bake my own G-F bread tolerable for everyday toast/sandwich/etc. Desserts I can do, but loaves are just not happenin’. I am thrilled, though, absolutely thrilled with this G-F pastry flour recipe from Urban Organica. The biscuits were great, but then I used the flour for tahini shortbread cookies and they were amazing.

The sun is out. Time to get dirty.

Oh, but not until I show you where we dropped off the U-Haul:

…amidst forklifts and a beautiful view.


3 thoughts on “We have arrived…

  1. Breathe, remember it takes a while to get settled in (I’m one to talk) but remember you are heading towards you dreams, though the sun visits you after us (as A puts it).

    Love from Colorado and the snow spot we are hopefully leaving soon (maybe I hsould just start calling myself a nomad.

  2. hey there spun, you are living the dream. i have been warned oh, oh, so many times not to romanticize it, but i cannot help it. the farm, the work, the dirt, the animals, the weather. these are all problems worth having. i love the boy & his tools. fabulous. he is into it! tahini shortbread? please share! how do you make them? i’m so glad the flour worked for you!

    • oh yes, i’ve already made up another batch of the flour mix AND more of the cornmeal biscuits. we can’t get enough! they are lovely to have with tea. i followed the “sesame stars” recipe from vegetable heaven (i think…i know for sure it was a mollie katzen book!)…just subbed the flour for what was called for in the recipe and they came out great. i’m going to try it again with black tahini, although wish i’d thought of that before halloween!

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