What do I do on my cold, rainy day off (with men swarming the house trying to fix the heat that hasn't worked the whole time I've been here)? I curl up in a comforter with a mug of tea (in my recently adopted pink flamingo mug) and finally update my blog.
I lived on a farm in Bedford Pennsylvania for three weeks and honestly I was having too much fun to update this blog. I apologize. I would wake up at 7:30 every day, walk down to the kitchen, find my breakfast of either oatmeal or eggs fresh from the chickens, and sip tea while I watched the sun rise over the hill. Farm tasks started immediately after breakfast and included feeding the animals, planting, watering the greenhouse/ hoophouse, planting, sifting dirt, cooking dirt, clearing large piles of bricks out of the way for a new cold frame, harvesting and various other tasks. We would take a break for lunch and then continue working until about 3 or 4. Dawn would prepare a delicious dinner and we would all sit down as a family to sing a thanks for the food before diving in. After dinner was hang time.
The farmhouse was originally erected as a fort during the Revolutionary War, and then expanded on and converted into a tavern in years following the war. The house was split into two sides. The older side was constructed of large grey stones, and the other of red brick. There literally was a line down the middle of the house. The farmers were named Rob and Dawn and they ran the farm together. Dawn had a son named Caleb from a previous man, and he lived with his father in Cumberland during the week. He was 16. Together Rob and Dawn had two boys named Silas and Levi (11 and 9). Also living in the house was an older man named Stewart (Stew for short). He was a writer, and he was renting a room. My first week there was another WWOOFer named Jeremy. At 24 he was a college dropout who now worked at an armored cars factory (which the boys found awesome). He gets laid off for a week or two at a time (but always gets his job back), because his company can't afford to pay all of their employees all the time. Most of his coworkers hate it, but for him it's a chance to explore the country. He lives in Cincinnati.
There's a little teaser. More details coming soon. :)
Laurel
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