Wow, it's hard to find time to keep up with the internets when you're working six days a week, eight to twelve hours a day. I knew, esoterically, that it was what I was in for; interning on an organic farm, but it takes some redefining of priorities. Some days the web just takes a back seat to making dinner, or taking a hike in the Olympic National Park. After all, what's the point of working on the farm if you don't bother to take advantage of all the fantastic fresh produce, the end result of the long days of hard labor. I've really been enjoying my time here on the peninsula.
It's been a completely new experience for me. Small town life is so different from living in suburbia. I'm not sure if it's for me, but I'm definitely loving it, right now. After my internship is done, I'm going to make an attempt at city living for a while. Planning on heading south to Portland, and seeing if I can find a job at one of the bakeries in town. I have a preference for one in particular, but am more than willing to work in one of the others if it means the chance to check out the city, and learn about something else, I'm passionate about.
I really am surprised at how much I'm enjoying the farm work. These few short months have me convinced that I'll never go without growing at least some of my own food. I can't even imagine it, and to see the results, the changes that I've wrought in so short a period of time, is satisfying in it's own way/
I'm still writing everyday, and expounding about the things I feel are important, although the people I'm interacting with on a regular basis are all farm folk, and are predisposed to already believe in sustainability, ethical consumption, and what's really important in life; that doesn't change the fact that we all need reminders that the choices we make everyday are important.
I've been blogging my adventures on the...
Wow, it's hard to find time to keep up with the internets when you're working six days a week, eight to twelve hours a day. I knew, esoterically, that it was what I was in for; interning on an organic farm, but it takes some redefining of priorities. Some days the web just takes a back seat to making dinner, or taking a hike in the Olympic National Park. After all, what's the point of working on the farm if you don't bother to take advantage of all the fantastic fresh produce, the end result of the long days of hard labor. I've really been enjoying my time here on the peninsula.
It's been a completely new experience for me. Small town life is so different from living in suburbia. I'm not sure if it's for me, but I'm definitely loving it, right now. After my internship is done, I'm going to make an attempt at city living for a while. Planning on heading south to Portland, and seeing if I can find a job at one of the bakeries in town. I have a preference for one in particular, but am more than willing to work in one of the others if it means the chance to check out the city, and learn about something else, I'm passionate about.
I really am surprised at how much I'm enjoying the farm work. These few short months have me convinced that I'll never go without growing at least some of my own food. I can't even imagine it, and to see the results, the changes that I've wrought in so short a period of time, is satisfying in it's own way/
I'm still writing everyday, and expounding about the things I feel are important, although the people I'm interacting with on a regular basis are all farm folk, and are predisposed to already believe in sustainability, ethical consumption, and what's really important in life; that doesn't change the fact that we all need reminders that the choices we make everyday are important.
I've been blogging my adventures on the farm at
Is Aaron A Farmer?, and posting lots of pictures of the Park, which is just a magical fucking place. Seriously maddeningly beautiful. Pretty sure I won't be able to leave this place for long. Despite my desire to spend some time in a major metropolitan are, I want to be within a couple hours driving distance of this place, at most.
I'm not sure what the future holds, but really, who is? I think it's a healthier way to live, than to assume the same staid comfortable life you've been living will always be there for you. Better to take the scary path, to see what there is out there, and to learn to enjoy all of it, the great days, and the hard days, and even the crushingly stressful rainy twelve hour garlic weeding days...
It's been a completely new experience for me. Small town life is so different from living in suburbia. I'm not sure if it's for me, but I'm definitely loving it, right now. After my internship is done, I'm going to make an attempt at city living for a while. Planning on heading south to Portland, and seeing if I can find a job at one of the bakeries in town. I have a preference for one in particular, but am more than willing to work in one of the others if it means the chance to check out the city, and learn about something else, I'm passionate about.
I really am surprised at how much I'm enjoying the farm work. These few short months have me convinced that I'll never go without growing at least some of my own food. I can't even imagine it, and to see the results, the changes that I've wrought in so short a period of time, is satisfying in it's own way/
I'm still writing everyday, and expounding about the things I feel are important, although the people I'm interacting with on a regular basis are all farm folk, and are predisposed to already believe in sustainability, ethical consumption, and what's really important in life; that doesn't change the fact that we all need reminders that the choices we make everyday are important.
I've been blogging my adventures on the...