A few patrons might know that I have not had very good health these past few years. I have lost count of how many surgeries I have had on my feet, gone septic three times, and had two toes amputated. Let me tell you, until it is gone you have no idea how important a big toe is to walking. Today, I have trouble walking without pain medication due to the on going challenges. Thing is, I am determined that this will be the best season yet.
I came to that decision in part because I think finally admitting my limitations is a good thing. Last year when our walk behind tiller broke, I grabbed a shovel and started flipping rows by hand. This despite being in two leg casts for some time. This year, I purchased a new walk behind tiller and riding lawn mower. No, we couldn’t really afford them but recognized that we could not afford not to buy them. If not for the new tools, this season would be sunk.
But the important part, the reason for this post, is that there is something much more important to this season. In finally admitting that I am wildly challenged by the health issues, friends have come out of the wood work to lend a hand. First it was Jessey and Michel who helped get the high tunnel ready for the first of this years crops. Then joined by Berry, we got the old picnic tables and other wood debris into the burn pile and generally pick up the place. Angela and Travis were kind enough to take some of our critters until I can get a fence line fixed. Although I am very much missing Andy the goat, I know he is well taken care of.
The farm isn’t limited to the actual farm. For many years, I have been a demonstrating blacksmith and knife maker at various renaissance festivals. With the onset of my medical challenges almost a decade ago, I limited my travels to the Kentucky Highland Renaissance Festival. This year, a couple wind storms did some damage to the roof. Above left is Ross. He is onsite often, so I asked him to take some photographs of the damage so I could figure out what I needed to bring to fix it. Note he is on top of the roof and there is no camera in sight.
To the left is Ashley, suspected mastermind of the roof repairs. She has been a friend since she was much younger. At first she was our cashier. One season when crops started to come in early enough to go to fair, she ran a produce cart for us, today she is performer elsewhere but always welcome at the forge. One morning she asked if she could borrow a ladder. The next thing I know she is jumping out of her pickup truck, grabbing the impossibly long ladder and tossed into the back of her pick up truck. I tried to help, but I think my gimpy efforts slowed the process. Next thing I know, part of the roof if fixed. A week or two later there is a crew of people on the roof putting shingles back into place.
Although the official last frost for the area is not until May 15th, the weather forcast looks favorable, the high tunnel is getting full, and plants started indoors are already outside getting hardened off and accustom to real sun light. I really think this is going to be a good year. Maybe the year we finally earn enough to welcome employees and turn the farm into something much more than a farm. Hoping it becomes a community of like minded folk who take care of and look out for each other. I know my list of folk who fall into that category already has shown itself since I finally admitted I needed help.
To mark these friendships, I have created the Friends of the Farm page in our photo album. Not much there yet, but like the gardens… it will grow.
Thank you one and thank you all.