If I had to count, it must have been at least 978. Maybe even 1475. No, at least 2690. The weather report promised three days of rain and this farm is going to make full use of every drop of it! Packets of flower seeds have been laying next to the back door for over a month, waiting for the right day. Seizing it, I grabbed the packets, my hand spade and a hat and enthusiastically scattered promises of pink and yellow and red and orange, purple and blue and mauve and white along our gravelly driveway. 2690 promises to be exact After saying goodnight to our chickens, I found Petrus frenetically shovelling baby tomato plants into our kitchen garden. This is after I also poked some into the ground earlier the day! Such sweet joy, spring and rain together! I can't wait, I'm sure I'm more excited about seeing the flowers than opening my Christmas gifts. Come and share in the joy!
We are experiencing such abundance without it even being spring yet! I randomly picked viagra sans ordonnance a few things for our lunch on my way back from pruning the vineyard. Three lush tomatoes growing next to our mountain rooms, heirloom peas, radish and lettuce from the greenhouse and wild herbs along the steps. We are so blessed to live in this piece of heaven!
There is a well-known saying: "a farmer's work is never done", or is it rather "a mother's work is never done"? Either way, both apply to our farm! You can imagine our joy when an energetic, inspired, humble, clever and skilled young lady volunteered to come help us out with our never-ending to-do lists. In exhange for her time, we would give her a room and healthy food. More than a fair exchange me thinks! Fi Smit arrived end July. I've known her for a few years now. She first entered my Landscape Architecture course at UP as a sprightly and spirited young lady; an inquisitive and creative mind if you've ever seen one! We remained friends and after a surprise visit on the farm, we chatted about her plans before going back to complete her Masters degree in LA at UCT. We both were thrilled at the prospect of her spending a month or two on the farm. If you've read the previous post, you can picture how her little hands were appreciated! She not only helped with preparing the produce and their packaging for the market, but also busied herself with no less than three huge items on our list. The grey water drainage problem of the guest house was tackled, the pomegranate trees pruned and the damara sheep dosed with some vitamens for spring. This week, Fi sorted out our overgrown greenhouse and prepared numerous seedling trays for the spring crops. She made some lavender cuttings and moved the many indigenous herbs to the beds close to the mountain border gardens. At this very moment, she is helping Petrus with the huge compost bed. For the past two [...]
Today we are revelling in the fact that it's a public holiday and also the end of our busiest week since we opened the guesthouse. During the week we hosted participants attending the Fynbos Forum. We had numerous exciting discussions around the breakfast table with members of SANPARKS and Cape Nature and other private consultants like Barry Low. We also prepared for the Robertson Slow Regional Food Market. I juiced around 150 lemons and made Passion Fruit and Lemon Pelargonium cordials and lemonade infused with Rose Geranium, Lavender. We made amazing tapenade from this year's olive harvest and my husband packaged the most beautiful selection of heirloom seeds. The premium olive, lavender and fynbos soaps that we provide in our rooms were also specially packaged for sale at the market. Yesterday, our stall creaked under the bountiful produce! We sold almost all of the stock and am so grateful for each and every happy customer. A word of thanks must also go out to our very first volunteer on the farm, Fi, who worked tirelessly to help make this week a success. But her contribution is enough for a separate post, to follow soon!
In week 38, Petrus told me that we’re going to be in a magazine. The Rapport magazine, My Tyd, wants to do a feature on modern-day farmers or people living in the ‘platteland’. Since we are passionate about our life on the farm and the benefits of living a simpler life, we would like to share it with as many people as possible. We expected the photographer on a Friday morning. The brief was to get a few shots of the heavily pregnant wife and her dashing farmer husband on the farm. The evening before, Petrus and I had to attend the first rehearsal for our local “Mime Time” charity show. Petrus was playing Danny, the character of John Travolta in Grease. I was a milkshake drinking shoo-wop girl “Like, does he have car, a ha, a ha?”. Nothing in the world would ever deter me from wanting to dance, not even being 39 weeks pregnant. So all evening this heavy girl was hopping and bopping on stage. At 01:00, the contractions started. Our little boy wanted in on the action and decided he would rather be early than miss his dad play the star role in the show. At 04:00 we left for hospital (in Worcester) and 18 hours later, Anno was in our arms. The most precious gift. Our lives were changed forever (a bleary eyed and tired mom now writes…). The first thing I thought when the contractions started, was that My Tyd will now lose their heavily pregnant wife photo, but at least gain a little baby. Two weeks later, the photographer and art director arrived on the farm to complete their mission. What fun we had! All the animals were [...]