I arrived at the farm in time for a delicious lunch. It looks like I'm gonna be eatin me some delicious meals of fresh veggies. Ahhh...Natalie bliss! I met the two other apprentices who have been here since February...Renae, from Wisconsin, and Yoko, from Japan. Marika has been on the farm five years now and Holgar (spelling?), from Germany, has been here for twenty years. Mary Alice Johnson is the owner and she lives down the street with he husband Jan, a wonderful artist.
After lunch, Mary Alice gave me a tour of the farm...so many little fields and greenhouses scattered around. There are beautiful flowers throughout the greenhouses that Mary calls "volunteers" because they just appear without being planted. They allow them to stay in order to save the seeds to sell at markets.
After the tour, we helped Yoko make bundles of lavender to be dried in the herb house for sale at the markets. We saved every last flower to be used for potpourri. It was nice to sit there out of the heat with a glass of cold wine and nice conversation.
Once we finished with the lavender, Holgar, Renae and I rode bikes to a nearby lake. Yes...that's right...Natalie Constance Brubaker rode a bike. Now that was a funny sight! The problem was that I kept turning in whatever direction I was looking and couldn't keep a straight path for the life of me. On the way back we had to go up some wicked hills...and in my attempt to copy Renae's zigzag method...I kinda over did the zig and head straight down the hill! I couldn't seem to figure out how to stop and when I did my pants go caught in the brake. Aye de mi! What a mess. Well, maybe with more practice I'll come home a farmer and a biker!
After lunch, Mary Alice gave me a tour of the farm...so many little fields and greenhouses scattered around. There are beautiful flowers throughout the greenhouses that Mary calls "volunteers" because they just appear without being planted. They allow them to stay in order to save the seeds to sell at markets.
After the tour, we helped Yoko make bundles of lavender to be dried in the herb house for sale at the markets. We saved every last flower to be used for potpourri. It was nice to sit there out of the heat with a glass of cold wine and nice conversation.
Once we finished with the lavender, Holgar, Renae and I rode bikes to a nearby lake. Yes...that's right...Natalie Constance Brubaker rode a bike. Now that was a funny sight! The problem was that I kept turning in whatever direction I was looking and couldn't keep a straight path for the life of me. On the way back we had to go up some wicked hills...and in my attempt to copy Renae's zigzag method...I kinda over did the zig and head straight down the hill! I couldn't seem to figure out how to stop and when I did my pants go caught in the brake. Aye de mi! What a mess. Well, maybe with more practice I'll come home a farmer and a biker!
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Sounds more like a resort than a farm!!! You have us all fooled!!!
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