“It is impossible to have a healthy and sound society without a proper respect for the soil.”
Peter Maurin, Catholic Worker
Our occasional newsletter, The Beacon, is packed with good things including farm news, upcoming live and virtual events, articles on social justice, farming, nutrition and healing, volunteer and employment opportunities, and special offers to use on our shop.
It's been a minute since I said hello. It's been a very full summer and I have lost my rhythm a little. Technology has been a challenge. But I've worked it out for now and the sun was so pretty through the mist and the trees this morning. I hope you have a day filled with joy and wonder, friend.
While out for a walk this morning, we noticed a lot of honeybees. They've been keeping themselves to themselves for the last handful of years. This year has been especially hard for them here. On a hunch, we went to have a look at a bait hive. And LO! there were scouts. I hope they stay.
It's a beautiful late summer evening under the blue super moon. Crickets and peepers singing their hearts out for joy. It has been a busy 6 weeks here since my last post. It's a time of change again, and new beginnings. Seems fit to come out of hibernation tonight. With lots of love from the farm.
I've been trying to grow these for years in this garden. Living here this past decade has been humbling, to say the least. Prior to living here, I had no trouble growing anything I wished, almost anywhere I wished. Here? It's only ever been difficult. I don't know why that is. Weed pressure is fairly unreal, varmints are overly abundant, and I can't seem to ever get ahead of them. But this year? Sweet peas. At last. These new varieties are so beautiful, but alas, not much aroma. Give me to old fashioned ones any day.
Pollinators are in shorter-than-usual supply this year. It's been a hard two or three seasons, honestly. This has been the impulse for me to completely shift my farm plan to one that primarily supports pollinators with shelter and fodder.
Of course, the government doesn't look kindly on preserved farmland that isn't being used to make money. Permaculture also expects us to obtain a yield, so I'm choosing plantings that will support my herbal apothecary as well. I hope that you will keep watching the shop as I change and expand, and support my efforts with a purchase.
The smoke from Canada is seeding the clouds and so we're getting plenty of rain after two days of suffocating air. It's lovely. I went down to Nick's house to make sure that all of his windows were closed. As I was leaving, I paused in the doorway, looked back at the farmhouse and just listened to the rain make music on the metal stairs. I can't wait until he opens the door to his home to see home. 🙂 It's such a safe feeling. Independence and embracement. Both-And.
I hope that this weekend makes you feel free and held lovingly at the same time. I know it's a really hard and scary time for some of my loved ones. You are both free and loved here. Right here.