Hey guys. I know none of you even check anymore to see if I have posted. Also, I don't blame you.
Here is my new outlet for madness:
http://wastenotwagon.wordpress.com
enjoy!
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Sunday, February 1, 2009
easy like sunday....day
Today was Sunday. Sundays on the farm are glorious. It is as if everything stops in the world of agriculture to slow down and enjoy its rewards.
This is a list of reasons why Sundays at the farm can't be beat:
-waking up to the smell of mango scones and then enjoying them together
-weekly Ted Nugent radical conservative rants http://www.wacotrib.com/news/content/news/opinion/nugent.html
-all community members discussing where they are/aren't going to attend church
-hour long bike rides through the ghetto to get to church
-haphazardly preparing a chicken (previous post)
-enjoying the chicken ( from previous post. which was infreakincredible. baked with rosemary garlic and grapefruits.) and fried potatoes
-sitting out on the grass listening to someone play music, reading Rilke poems, and discussing the vagabond lifestyle with a visitor/friend.
-watching the sun go down over the vegetable gardens
-Kristin bringing back cheese and cookies from College Station
These are some of the things that really make life around here. It's not the work or the delicious food. It's the time when we all can really live together and share in life's joy.
This is a list of reasons why Sundays at the farm can't be beat:
-waking up to the smell of mango scones and then enjoying them together
-weekly Ted Nugent radical conservative rants http://www.wacotrib.com/news/content/news/opinion/nugent.html
-all community members discussing where they are/aren't going to attend church
-hour long bike rides through the ghetto to get to church
-haphazardly preparing a chicken (previous post)
-enjoying the chicken ( from previous post. which was infreakincredible. baked with rosemary garlic and grapefruits.) and fried potatoes
-sitting out on the grass listening to someone play music, reading Rilke poems, and discussing the vagabond lifestyle with a visitor/friend.
-watching the sun go down over the vegetable gardens
-Kristin bringing back cheese and cookies from College Station
These are some of the things that really make life around here. It's not the work or the delicious food. It's the time when we all can really live together and share in life's joy.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
i honor the Holy One who resides within you
Today was new.
I experienced something today I would have previously thought would never happen.
Yesterday the farm was donated 10 chickens. I was told they were broilers which means they don't lay eggs and are primarily used for their meat. So, I was given the opportunity (most others here at the farm ducked out of) on this most depressingly rainy and cold day to butcher these chickens plus 5 rabbits.
It was done with utmost respect. We prayed for the animals before we performed the act. And we made sure that every cut and tear was done delicately.
As I stood there with a tear welling in my eye I could only hope that this killing wouldn't be so horrible in his eyes. My eyes were however opened to the fact that this is the way most of the food I had been eating prior to the farm was prepared except probably a lot less respectfully and with much less care. This experience is really going to challenge me to think before I choose to eat whatever may cross my path.
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Other than the sadness, I am really enjoying the time I've spent here at the farm. I cannot get over how much love overflows out of this place. Even the goats!
I hope everyone is doing fantastically (the two of you who read this)!
namaste to all
I experienced something today I would have previously thought would never happen.
Yesterday the farm was donated 10 chickens. I was told they were broilers which means they don't lay eggs and are primarily used for their meat. So, I was given the opportunity (most others here at the farm ducked out of) on this most depressingly rainy and cold day to butcher these chickens plus 5 rabbits.
It was done with utmost respect. We prayed for the animals before we performed the act. And we made sure that every cut and tear was done delicately.
As I stood there with a tear welling in my eye I could only hope that this killing wouldn't be so horrible in his eyes. My eyes were however opened to the fact that this is the way most of the food I had been eating prior to the farm was prepared except probably a lot less respectfully and with much less care. This experience is really going to challenge me to think before I choose to eat whatever may cross my path.
==
Other than the sadness, I am really enjoying the time I've spent here at the farm. I cannot get over how much love overflows out of this place. Even the goats!
I hope everyone is doing fantastically (the two of you who read this)!
namaste to all
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
New Faces, New Races....species.
Well I made it to the farm!
It is absolutely beautiful here! The people are so refreshing. The animals are peaceful, except Raz the male goat (short for Rasputin), he is something else! I have done so many wonderful things that I would have never expected to do in my life!
I will hopefully keep this up more often now. Especially with all the downtime I'm finding myself with.
It is absolutely beautiful here! The people are so refreshing. The animals are peaceful, except Raz the male goat (short for Rasputin), he is something else! I have done so many wonderful things that I would have never expected to do in my life!
I will hopefully keep this up more often now. Especially with all the downtime I'm finding myself with.
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