Sunday, February 11, 2018

One Sunny Saturday in February

Yesterday was one of those!

Ice patterned the puddles when we woke to open the gate. Temperatures dipped into the low 30's in the early morning.

Pete fed the chickens. I played the pots, then walked to the restroom to make sure it was clean and ready for people activity.



The first of the Tilth Classes happened. "Pruning for high yield fruit production..."  brought more than a dozen people to the Prairie Front. Wow what people activity there was. The humble classroom was packed with people dressed for a cool (though sunny) February.

Pete cleared and cleaned the kitchen and pavilion space to prepare for the gathering, and prepare us for the shift in our presence as the season shifts from winter to spring. Once the Farmers' Market starts in late April we will share the whole kitchen and pavilion; we will consolidate our footprint even more.

Janet (and sister Paula) will be moving the 6-chickens-in-transition from the Calyx chicken coop to their soon to be ready chicken housing. Pete talked with Janet about the chickens sharing his experiences; handed off the three eggs laid earlier in the day.

There was a crock pot of turkey and beans with yam chili prepped and cooking for the crew who stayed after class to prune the orchard and work on other projects. The cooking is something I love to do, and can do before all the people activity takes place. Pollens and environmental illness --scented products on people-- send me into 'oyster pattern'; self-protection mode. My vardo is the oyster shell, close-by yet far-enough away.

I count myself lucky to have an oyster shell of a vardo and a lifetime of experience growing comfortable and being part of community with my people ways that might be different. I wrote about that different 'voice' here.


A brilliant red sunset punctuated the sunny Saturday in February. How lucky are we!



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