For the record, our small family observes the a la carte menu version of the winter holidays. We draw upon our own cultural backgrounds with a nod to a few others. When it comes to our observations nothing is written in stone, and while I admittedly get a bit frustrated when certain aspects don’t go as planned, that will not happen this year.Continue readingTraditions in the Time of a Pandemic
Ten years ago I made a video titled One Year, which showed the founding of our farm; from the building of the barn, the digging of the well that provides water to the barn, the erecting of the fencing, and the arrival of the llamas and the sheep. However, that film was with the old analog camera pointing out a window, and — while I love it — entirely too long at over 16 minutes.
I have been looking for a similar project since.Continue readingNoon All Year
Thursday, Sarah and I went to our first Feast & Field market. She had recently interviewed one the people behind the group for our YouTube channel, and as we had taken off Friday to clean the barn in anticipation of shearing Camissa — among other chores — everything lined up.
It was a beautiful evening, and we had local tacos, beer & wine for our supper, and then shopped for local pasture-raised beef, and vegetables. There was live music and people dancing and laughing. We knew a few faces, and caught up with folks we hadn’t seen recently. We met some new people, and I met some people I only knew over phone and email from my day job at the local cooperative fiber optic Internet. Sarah exchanged emails with a nice guy working at the beer and wine counter about potentially modeling some of her knitting creations. And on our way home we stopped by Kiss the Cow dairy and picked up a pint of sea salt & caramel — on the honor system as they were still at the event down the road.
We were there for only an hour and a half, and most of the time I sat listening to the live music and just watching it all unfold in front of me. But staring at the blue sky with wisps of white clouds, and listening to the combination of live music and the hum of the people, I had a revelation. More of a duh moment, but an idea nonetheless. Continue readingLessons from Vermont on Community
Shortly after returning from a long weekend get-away to Montreal with Sarah, I started thinking about the time off I had earned from work, and how to spend it. We had just returned from one trip, and didn’t have any immediate plans — or any funds in our travel budget. We’re discussing what to do for our sixteenth anniversary in October; and we usually end the year with chill around the various holidays, but that still left me with at least a week of time available.
The solution was to do something we had been discussing for a few years, but knew it would take hard work. What we didn’t budget for was the emotional exhaustion. Continue readingDealing with Existential Angst whilst Deep Cleaning
It’s been a while since I last updated the story of the webcam that always seems to be in need of attention, and that is because things have remained stable. And I don’t know why, so I am afraid to mention it.
I am not a superstitious person.
Or am I?
To some extent, if I ‘m honest, I am a bit superstitious. I like routines, and some of those routines borderline on OCD. Nothing that paralyzes me or makes me literally twitch. Just … preferences.