More and more, we take for granted that work must be destitute of pleasure. More and more, we assume that if we want to be pleased we must wait until evening, or the weekend, or vacation, or retirement. More and more, our farms and forests resemble our factories and offices, which in turn more and … Continue reading Hueneme, place of resting kindly
Everything belongs …or blogs
Here at the farm we’ve been talking a lot around the kitchen table. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, and in between — we are our own school of thought. Here’s our ritual in the morning: we stumble in about 7/7:30 to get some coffee, we sit at the table and read the Ventura County Star, and we … Continue reading Everything belongs …or blogs
(in)experience
There’s a common question that arises on farm tours about five rows on to the 10 acres when I have to bend over yet again to try and decipher the bleached-off name of another form of squash. “So…how much farming experience did you have before this?” While the squash has started to help the identification … Continue reading (in)experience
Agriculture in Ventura County 101
A little over one month ago, I moved onto this farm (if unfamiliar with the farm, see http://www.jointhefarm.com), which is located in Ventura County, CA, an area that I knew next to nothing about when I arrived here from Mariposa County, CA. My college major, anthropology, taught me to know the “cultural context” of the … Continue reading Agriculture in Ventura County 101
lessons learned
sleepy farmer days are getting earlier and earlier. planting at 7:00 am, which means waking-up sometime between 6:30 and 6:45 if breakfast is a priority. other days there’s weeding/harvesting at 7:30 am, which might mean that i wake-up at 5:45 or 6:00 am to get in a bit of cardio before bending and squatting the … Continue reading lessons learned
Farming musings…
An Ode to the Seeder Machine of steel and plastic. Moving wheels and spinning plates. Seeds are stealthly sown, tracks are covered. Adjust, calibrate, feed, sow, cover, grow. Farmers drive and record. After machine has spoken, Nature’s miracle is awoken. Malva Haiku Taproot of iron strength Leaves are like geraniums Pulled! HA!-I shake fist.
