Buds

July 2, 2012 § 1 Comment

Heat, water, and work

July 2, 2012 § Leave a comment

My goodness gracious, it is hot.

The dog and I have been in the river twice today, once with iced coffee in hand. Otherwise I sit in here and sweat, and she sits in here and pants so heavily I can hardly think. Just now we are still damp and sprawled about the office/living room avoiding awareness of the air’s heat.

This week has been a doozy!

We began with a day and half ecology inservice at my job, where we spent time learning the native plants and birds of this region. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Afterward, I remembered to renew my Audubon Society membership.

Today while sitting in the cool, shallow flow of the river I listened for birds. It is like getting to know one’s neighbors. Learning their names brings you into relationship with place. I smile to walk past common milkweed, daisy fleabane, and orange hawkweed and to know their color, the shape of their leaves, the creatures that like them and the purposes they might serve. I am tickled pink to recognize the “fire-fire, where-where, here-here” of the indigo bunting, the “chhrrrrrrrr” of the clay-colored sparrow, and the “chip-chip-chip-chip-chip” of the chimney swifts darting above my roof.

Halfway through the week we brought in an expert to teach us how to build a ferrocement tank.

This involves pouring a cement pad, building up the structure with rebar, mesh, and EML in the shape of a short silo, and mixing sand, portland, water, and glue to sling mud onto the structure. The purpose of the ferrocement tank is to catch rainwater from the roof of the polebarn and redirect that water as needed for agricultural use.

Guess who helped a bunch? Or rather, supervised with affectionate brown eyes and a good deal of panting?

The work was fascinating and sometimes tedious, and by the third day with the heat of the sun beating down, our relief upon nearly finishing was significant! We ended the workday by unloading hay into the barn, eating a fine late lunch, and heading to the river for a swim followed by a nap. Keith (our instructor) gave us a brief information session on how to finish putting a roof on the structure, and then we went merrily on our way to an early bedtime. Though I made brownies and ate ice cream first.

And now, thank heaven, it is Monday. I am doing small work tasks like marketing workshops, updating facebook, and switching water lines as needed. But otherwise, this is a rest day to make up for the week’s hard work and large amounts of people time (I am one of those sorts who need a balance of people time and by-herself time). It is a satisfying kind of day, one where you feel you’ve earned your rest, and are excited for what’s coming next.

Life is good. Even in summer’s heat.

Beatrix

June 29, 2012 § 2 Comments

It occurs to me that Beatrix Potter is a hero of mine.

We were watching the film Ms. Potter with my grandparents a few months ago, which surely embellishes as movies are apt to do. Still, in my (many years of) college studies I learned that in addition to creating her lovely children’s stories, Ms. Potter took on the cause of the small farmer. This determined, independent woman fought for the British countryside and published the most remarkable, beloved tales. Nature and community mattered to her. I can’t help but love her for it. And aim to do as much.

Conflict and resolve

June 22, 2012 § Leave a comment

“The most tragic conflict in the history of conservation is that between the conservationists and the farmers and ranchers. It is tragic because it is unnecessary. There is no irresolvable conflict here, but the conflict that exists can be resolved only on the basis of a common understanding of good practice. Here again we need to foster and study working models: farms and ranches that are knowledgeably striving to bring economic practice into line with ecological reality, and local food economies in which consumers conscientiously support the best land stewardship.”      – Wendell Berry, “Hope,” The Fatal Harvest Reader

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I just want to add: yes. And you know, as far as we have to go, in my experience there are already many moving in this direction. Berry’s essay was published in 2002. Ten years later, I’ve come across an encouraging number of farmers who want to work with conservationists, and conservationists who are working to understand the needs of farmers. Have we adequately defined “a common understanding of good practice”? Oh, no. That will long be a conversation in progress, a dynamic and region-specific process. But to begin to agree on some fundamental principles of good practice, alongside an awareness of what humans need to survive both in the present and long-term, is a foundation that, I think, many have begun to build. And we’ll keep on building it, as more and more of us realize that we must.

Aaah.

May 31, 2012 § Leave a comment

A clean look. What do you think? Better?

I do feel refreshed and relieved, as I do when I buckle down and really clean my house.

Speaking of cleaning, I have piles of boxes in a room upstairs, all the things from my whole life that have been dragged along with me or hanging out in Mom and Dad’s basement. Now that they are downsizing I have all these boxes handed over for me to sort through. I am not eager about this overhaul. It becomes necessary to decide which memories must be attached to the tangible. And which ones will stay in my mind.

This is a week for organization and planning and at the end I suspect I will feel even better. But thank goodness for someone who takes care to remind me that even in the midst of the mess, it’s important to get up and take a walk!

The stream out back

May 30, 2012 § Leave a comment

Sheepherders

May 23, 2012 § Leave a comment

1904. Photo courtesy of http://www.wyomingtalesandtrails.com.

Sheep shearing

May 23, 2012 § Leave a comment

The sheep got sheared on Monday. Cella and Emmet recently acquired five wooly Dorset ewes, in addition to the two Icelandic ewes and their offspring, for us to have over at La Finca. The thick wool coats of the Dorsets are not helpful for enforcing electric fencing, and besides, it’s getting hot around here. So they called the shearer for a visit.

He clipped the ewes’ hooves as well.

Hm. Not comfortable looking. Hang in there, little lady. You’re almost done.

There! That must feel better.

A return to grazing

May 17, 2012 § Leave a comment

It’s happening. Slowly. Because some of us stand behind it. Those who have learned by experience and those who are convinced by others’ experiences combined with ecological evidence. It needs to happen.

Let’s get down to this business of replacing cornfields with pasture, instead of the other way around. Let’s be putting ruminants out on that pasture where they belong. Okay?

Remember when I went to visit my friend Mae Rose at the ranch where she’s working in Nebraska?

Here’s the article that came out of the experience: Learning Mob Grazing on the Nebraska Sandhills.

It has a few opinions in it. We are of the opinionated sort. But I hope you read, learn, think, and enjoy it just a little.

Quack

May 15, 2012 § 2 Comments

10 Appleyard ducklings. Quite at home in their green grass.

Everybody likes them. Especially the retrievers!

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