I'm now in my third phase of life in massachusetts.
Beginning with an aimless shot in the dark, moving through a winter of discovery,
and finding myself now, embarking on a rebirth.
This last weekend I left Heifer International to start my farm apprenticeship at Lindentree Farm in Lincoln, MA. and it finally feels like I'm doing what I've been trying to do for the last year.
I'm in the sunlight, fostering the growth of plants, learning about nature, and belonging somewhere good.
Everyone at Heifer was so amazing, and I will seriously be missing all of my good friends there.
They really sent me off with such good feelings. One day they made apple crisp (my favorite dessert) for me. The next we had a cookout and fire (which my soul has been craving).
and then the last night, we had a pizza makin' party. I must say my favorite was the venison pizza, but my contribution was a wild harvest pizza with dandelion greens, clover, and fresh fiddleheads. After the pizza there was a roast of Nathan, which was quite enlightening, followed by a night hike down to the resevoir to stargaze and dodge trains.
Speaking of fiddlehead, I finally found the edible ones! ostrich ferns:
On my way back to my farm, I saw the biggest raccoon that i had ever seen lounging on the highway.
Now, you may not believe this, but I really do pass up most of the roadkill that I see, but this time, the stars and exits aligned, and I set off aside the highway on foot planning to capture my prize in a paper grocery bag. So there I was wedged between an exit and the full on highway trying to fit 35 pounds of shit into a 15 pound bag. Cars whizzing by with looks of horror emanating from the faces of those passing. I finally gave up and just carried the thing along the road by a foot, not giving a damn. I got my prize secured and continued on my journey.
We spent time working on our tractors.