In less than two months the internship position at the farm will be over, and we will all be heading our separate ways. There is a part of me that is really sad about this. I’ve really come to enjoy life here at Serenbe with my new friends Paige and Coby. Without a doubt I know that we will all stay friends for many years to come. But there is a part of me that is a bit anxious to get out into the world and explore, learn new things, find new adventures, and meet people. The skills that I have learned here on the farm, I am grateful for. I hope to be able to take these new skills and help others along the way.

OK, enough of the sap. Moving on to what has been going on at the farm…we have been preparing new land and trying to fully make use of all that is there. Thursday was a very hard and busy day for us. Most of the afternoon was spent mowing cover crop in a nice and even pattern, then spreading rock phosphates, granite dust, high calcium lime, and green sand by hand. Cover crop was spread, and now we wait out the winter. It all makes prison detail look like a leisurely walk in the park.

The kids at the Montessori school cooked a wonderful spaghetti lunch for us on Friday. These kids have been coming out to the farm and helping every Wednesday, and it was nice to see them in a different light. I somehow feel more connected to them now because I know where they are coming from, and I see what they do. They’re all amazing and unique!

We had a strange mishap with the chickens Sunday morning. I went to let them out of the coop, and I noticed the fencing was askew. “What’s going on?” I thought. “Something doesn’t look right or feel right, something has changed.” I started to tighten up the fence when I saw a huge hole had been eaten out of the electric fence in several places! Yikes! The girls were all sitting happily on top of their boxes (why they never sit inside the boxes, I can’t figure out). So, it appears that something large had tried to get at them…again. Poor chickens. I have a couple of favorites in the bunch. There is one that follows me around like a puppy, and talks non-stop! Crazy chickens!

Farmer Turtle