the big project these days is BEANS. pickin' 'em, dryin' 'em... talkin' 'bout 'em... today we worked on the favas. i'm super amazed at the high return on these things. last year they planted an ice cream bucket worth of beans and we have (trying to estimate... guh.. um..) ALOT more than an ice cream bucket worth. according to the internet fava beans are known for bad germination, but that probably means more like unevenly germinated pods, and weirdly shaped ones, rather than quantity. not too sure about that... or anything really, but it's going to be great to observe this same process next year (plant a few and get a lot, like magic! or alchemy?).
i've been reading a bit more than usual, which is still not a WHOLE lot. i'm reading walden finally and i really enjoy it. here is a quote which i came across a few nights ago and find very relevant to golden ears farm:
If a man has faith, he will coöperate with equal faith everywhere; if he has not faith, he will continue to live like the rest of the world, whatever company he is joined to. To coöperate in the highest as well as the lowest sense, means to get our living together.
a bunch of us went ice skating last night and it was fantastic. it whetted my appetite for playing hockey again, so i'm working on that.
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I have a vivid memory of reading Walden while living at the schock condo (probably a couple years before you lived there). I remember getting off the bus early by Snickerdoodles and walking and reading. i don't have a lot of clear memories of anything - but this one has stuck for some reason. Hope you enjoy(ed) the book!
what the heck is snickerdoodles? like a "ruckers" type place?
what a weird location that condo was in - very edge of the city.
i am really enjoying walden. i'm a slow reader and have a tendency to not finish books, but i'm plugging away. i just got to this rant on news:
"And I am sure that I never read any memorable news in a newspaper. If we read of one man robbed, or murdered, or killed by accident, or one house burned, or one vessel wrecked, or one steamboat blown up, or one cow run over on the Western Railroad, or one mad dog killed, or one lot of grasshoppers in the winter, -- we never need read of another. One is enough. If you are acquainted with the principle, what do you care for a myriad instances and applications?"
hah! i can't believe this shit was written in 1845!!
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