Saturday, April 11, 2009

Alabama

Well, it's been about a week and a half since arriving in Northern Alabama and I have to say that I quite enjoy life on a farm. There is definitely something to be said for working with your hands to produce a crop that will go on to feed many.

It is actually quite a wonder to experience such vast tracts of farm land and consider the sights and sounds of an African village where living from day to day off the meager bounty of the backyard forest. I think that we fail to comprehend how significant our standard of living in the Western world is. Not only that, but I didn't quite understand what farming meant here in the States - I'm beginning to understand a little better each day.

It is fascinating to be transplanted into a world much different from that which was familiar. The accent, the warmness of people, the strange foods, the hot-climate culture, the tornadoes, the humidity arriving on the front of a storm - this all without leaving the country.

Life has a way of not turning down a road that I thought may have been the road to take. This is a good season in life, not simply for the poor pun made there, but the spring planting of corn and cotton is beginning to germinate some desires within.

A few more pictures, in addition to those below, can be found here:
http://picasaweb.google.com/northernwood/AlabamaTennesee?authkey=Gv1sRgCMyypq26gNbWDg&feat=directlink



Planting corn


My responsibility to keep the seed plentiful


Jeremy on the fence and awaiting the cows


Jeremy playing spiderman on the wall with Jamie keeping an eye out


Hanging out and enjoying the view (actually, my forearms were exhausted)


Trying to look like I know what I am doing

Friday, March 27, 2009

The Resurrection

The blog lives and so shall I.

The journey continues on from Alaska to parts unknown. Well, that's not true, I do know where I'm headed next and its called northern Alabama. Home to a specific cotton farm for which I will become a working hand - two months out in the warmer temperatures enjoying work that is actually measurable at the end of a day.

Four months back in Alaska seems just a blip on the radar of life. It oft did not feel as a blip, nor can memory recall those individual moments that make up the whole of it. Certainly there is more to say and my ramblings nearly want to leap out on the page at the moment, yet late hours of packing and an inability to think beyond the day behind and the day ahead leaves little to say.

For now, the transition is coming and is anticipated. The days ahead may allow further thoughts to role from this head and perhaps pictures of a southern landscape.


These here were recent outings with Geoff to Flattop:




Tuesday, February 03, 2009

Suspension of Blogging

It will, perhaps go without saying that this blog has not been recently attended to with any form of 'blog-worthy' posting, and, the foreseeable future holds little promise for blogging - at least for the next two months.

THUS, consider this blog suspended until March 2009.

Thanks for your interest should anyone actually read this most recent post...