Farming isn’t romantic…but its glorious.

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In the summer of 2006 I was working at Seeds of Solidarity in MA. It was my first real introduction to what a sustainable farm looks and runs like. Myself and Caroline were apprentices living together in tents in the woods for the season. We got food, board, friendship and some really important life and spiritual lessons. I remember nights after long work days spent reading by candlelight and listening to chirping and the rustle of leaves in the trees. The air was cool. I felt inspired (tired) and alive!

Those were the days. Wake up, work, enjoy some food and company, go to bed….then do it all over again. The local paper got wind of what SOS was up to and wanted to interview us apprentices. She got to the root of why we thought we were there originally which ended up being some romanticized view of what farm life is. I guess we had both thought most of farming was sitting back and checking out the view.

I bring this up now because of what our conclusion was in the article. Sure, farming is not romantic like we had both originally thought. Even if we were always sitting back and enjoying the view, we’d likely be thinking about everything that we didn’t get to that day while being grazed over by mosquitoes. Farming sure ain’t romantic, but there is something about it that even now at the end of the day when I’m tired and dehydrated there is something so real, so satisfying about earning a living from cultivating the soil. No politics. No deception. No paper pushing. Just me, the soil, the intricate web of life connecting the farm and the people who enjoy and are nourished by the food. Glory is found in the honest and simple elements of life.

Last week (since I am a bit behind on updates here…) Andrew’s parents stayed for a few days. It was so nice to spend time with them, even in the midst of our demanding schedules. Deb weeded what now will become the perennial herb garden and sowed us a beautiful farm banner. Doug got our bathroom functioning, cut the lawn and fixed the doors. So thankful for our wonderful family!

Five friends from Harvest Kitchen came out on Thursday to help us catch up on the farm. They spent the afternoon thinning carrots and beets and singing show tunes:) We enjoyed a nice farm lunch together…which I hope there will be more of. It reminded me how much I miss having regular company in the field. I look forward to the day when we are able to pay apprentices to help out for the season.

Markets are going well. Saturdays have settled into a nice flow in Plymouth. I love our regular customers–I find it really fulfilling to see their faces every week. We are still trying to find a good fit for a second market. We tried the first night of the Wed. night Ann Arbor market last week which ended up being a bit slow…although I’m sure it will pick up. This week we are trying Manchester market and making contact with new potential wholesale accounts.

For now…there is more weeding, seeding and everything else to be done.


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One thought on “Farming isn’t romantic…but its glorious.

  1. I love to read your posts Megan!!!! They are so describtive (is that even a word??) Anyway thanks for the posts 🙂 It was SOOOO good to see you and Andrew this past weekend. Take care of yourselves and remember to slather on the sunscreen (especially on your back) Love you both. Aunt Judi

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