11/25/2014
A Farm update from Jeremy.
The last week or so here at Growing Seeds has been pretty hectic, weather-wise: there've been barn-rattling winds, a considerable drop in temperature, and even a day of light snowfall. It's a bit disorienting when loss of feeling in the hands and feet is the norm, and after-work activities for us Wwoofers have been mostly limited to the confines of the barn, resulting in overly competitive pingpong matches and occasional card games and a kind of manic, sprawling conversational style that the writer of this post assumes an outsider would have a tough time understanding.
The animals have had to make a bit of an adjustment as well -- the piglets all huddle together beneath the roof of their house, cuddling into one big lumpy mass of not-quite uniform color, their floppy ears the most immediate sign of each pig's individual self; the turkeys, on the other hand, have remained locked in their bleak consistency of behavior, seemingly unaware of the environmental changes, even when coated in ice. (Weird digression: it is almost impossible to imagine turkeys luxuriating in more agreeable environments -- lounging on a beach while sipping a pina colada, for instance -- whereas it is easy and often pleasant to imagine other animals taking pleasure in activities we humans enjoy (e.g., the polar bear who delights in an ice-cold Coke, or even the camel who smokes a cigarette and feels the need to overemphasize his masculinity). It's tough to anthropomorphize turkeys; they seem very alien.) The casual grandeur of the llamas persists, unsurprisingly.
Anyway, luckily in the last couple of days the weather has gotten better, the temperature hovering somewhere in the mid-forties with a couple hours of dull, dreary rain each day. But the grim beauty of winter is definitely here, which is nice, if you can find the beauty in grimness.