This morning the moon and the security light (I think that
is what it’s called) were competing for shadows. Each at opposite sides of the
farm. That’s how it is at the farm right now everything competing for light.
Maybe that light is the sun, the moon, attention, or a bottle. But living is
sometimes a competition that only the strong or the ones pliable enough to be
tossed around a bit survive. The great thing about waking up at 5 am is I get
to experience the play of darkness. It sometimes feels like such a secret
world.
While I’ve been gone from the blog, 17 kids were born and
are all thankfully healthy and strong although we had a couple that were
questionable. All of the Does are doing fine but one of our girls had
quadruplets and we were worried but she is doing just fine, as it turned out
another Doe, Ruby who had twins suffered from a light case of milk fever and
spent yesterday morning getting love and attention from the vet. She’s on the
mend.
Along with the welcoming of 17 new lives we’ve also managed
to plant a few thousand broccoli, cauliflower and cabbage plants, 4500 onion
plants, several rows of cool weather seeds and the propagation hut is now
housing 1000 tomato plants (27 varieties) and baby chard, kale, kohl rabi,
pepper and soon eggplant and a few other variety of plants. We started converting
the old farm kitchen into a commercial kitchen and that’s been a lot of work,
but worth it I’m sure!
Oh and I got married (in Seattle) It’s funny how I didn’t
really think Marriage would change anything. I mean I love this person beyond
belief how could a ring and a piece of paper ( a legal document) change
anything. But amazingly it does feel different and often I feel the ring on my
finger and the greatest Joy comes over me. It’s a reassurance, a profound
statement that I and the person I love have made a bond that is almost wordless,
meaning the depth of that bond may sometimes go beyond what we can form into
words which can do justice to our feelings. So the ring does that for us. It
says everything we can’t. It’s silent and powerful, needing no explanation. So this is a surprise to me and I understand
now why getting married has been such an important subject in our culture and
society. Now the debate is who owns
marriage. Who has the copy right on marriage? Who is allowed to marry and who
is not?
I have catered countless weddings as a matter of fact I’m
catering a wedding reception this Saturday. This couple can marry anywhere they
wish, and did. I will provide the food
for their celebration like all the ones before them. I will poor my heart into
it like all the receptions I’ve catered before. In spite of the fact that
marriage is a privilege that has not been available to me until now, when my
home town passed a law making me equal to my family and friends at least in
Washington. I’ll take it. Even if it is the skim milk kind at least through the
eyes of legal lenses.
