2019 Week 01, Winter CSA 3 of 13
A new year is a nice demarcating line to finish debriefing the old, and entertain wholly the new. And perhaps more than just ‘nice,’ it might also be instrumental in moving on from a farming year such as 2018. So let’s. :)
I have been rolling over two stones in my hands, of late. One, which I had all year, from Arundhati Roy in The Cost of Living, of her home in India, though well taken out of context most anywhere; the other, new, from Wendell Berry, on How to be a Poet (to remind myself), whose screenless entreaty is not lost on this screenfull farm note.
They are big countries, each, with many pockets of geography to settle in. The emphasis in both is mine, and are the places where I first landed. Perhaps more farmer related than farm, but the New Year is an interesting liminal space, and a very good one for greasing the joints and oiling the engine that keeps the farm-er running.
To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget.
And from Wendell,
Breathe with unconditional breath
the unconditioned air.
Shun electric wire.
Communicate slowly. Live
a three-dimensioned life;
stay away from screens.
Stay away from anything
that obscures the place it is in.
There are no unsacred places;
there are only sacred places
and desecrated places.
—Wendell Berry (full text and audio)
Happy New Year,
& See you on the farm,
Dried Culinary Herbs
Winter CSA Dates
01/02/19, 01/16/19, 01/30/19, 02/13/19, 02/27/19, 03/13/19, 03/27/19, 04/10/19, 04/24/19, 05/08/19, 05/22/19