A Place For The Future Past

Another Birthday….
September 22, 2007, 2:13 pm
Filed under: Community On The Earth

….almost slid past with a minimum of fanfare — except for the need for a re-do of my driver’s license (height remained the same, but five pounds more than the last time) — still brought me to a place of self-assessment. How has this year gone? Well, gotta say — pretty darn fine! Now here at Dryad’s Rest for nearly a year, we’ve had the blessed opportunity to watch they seasons turn here and more, be a part of it all. Our first year’s harvest is good — and we are filled with plans for increasing garden beds, greenhouses and plantings. The greenhouse is bursting full of tomatoes, beets (still!) herbs and other tasty bits, the beds outside have towering tomatoes and massive squashes (yellow crook-neck mainly). Apples and grapes are minimal (due to the aggressive pruning we did this year) but should bear heavily next year. The thorn-less blackberry starts have been getting established — they should take off with gusto in the spring — but while we wait for the thorn-less variety to establish, the wild versions in the forest have filled our bowls and baskets. The potato bed was only a starter bed, hacked out of the clay hillside, but it has produced heavily with more to come. All of the fruit trees planted this past winter/spring have survived, the blueberries even managed to produce a small crop, even after getting “pruned” by the local deer and (SIGH) my horse. And we have a barn full of healthy kids and several milking does, still going strong.

The approaching breeding season has our herd sire Walnut in FULL MALE GOATY GLORY. Mind you, he was but a wee young fellow when we got him, with hardly a whiff about him. NO MORE. This boy is boy-oh-boy stinky now! And handsome. We have him separated with Vicky –our lone remaining virgin — in the hopes that this year she will breed and pass along her genes. It is her last chance (are you listening, Vicky??) before she gets put into the freezer. If she manages to produce offspring, she can stay — her dam, Vista was much like her; built like a tank and further milked like a dream — nearly a gallon each time! But also passed along was a very bad attitude, stand-offish, wildish and worse a screamer. A beautiful but very annoying goat. So she has until the end of this year’s breeding season (January) to produce either babies and milk — or meat. And if it’s babies, we plan to pull them at birth and hand raise in an attempt to tame her offspring from the start.

And this year also was our first annual weekend party, which went extremely well, with many plans for years to come. So with this Equinox I light few candles and sticks of incense and say a few prayers for the hopes of blessings to come.


It has happened to all of us, I am sure. A close and trusted friend betrayed me some years past, during a time of my life when my heart was already broken and bleeding on the ground. I had withstood trials and pain before, but this attack from behind leveled me, to point of my deliberately withdrawing a significant aspect of my life and I took time out to heal. That’s where my beaded buckskin gown came from — a two year project, researched then entirely handsewn with many personal elements (the gown my good friend Richard Stevens calls my “Trail of Tears Dress” and he is so right!). I have found that in times of blackest personal crisis the best way to heal was to turn inside out and challenge my core self, challenge and take stock. So, instead of lighting black candles and wishing bad things upon my ex-friend, I trusted that the Universe would handle things for me while I tended to the task of fixing myself and getting my little family back on track. And where am I now? Had I had then the ability to look forward to now, I would never have believed it, it is so much better than before, and all done by myself — no lottery win, no marrying a wealthy man. And my ex-friend? I have heard that this person recently had been divorced (other betrayals and many infidelities uncovered, alcoholic and now morbidly overweight), and cast out of their personal Eden, so to speak. Now, I am mildly curious what this person will do next — will they come through their trauma a better person? I doubt it.


September’s here!
September 2, 2007, 5:48 pm
Filed under: Community On The Earth

The summer is flying by, without a chance to write…Lady had her babies, Wallace and Whimsy. Camlann has come and gone with extreme mileage put in, a major part of the experience has been driving. My precious daughter and her husband have bid adieu and moved to the East coast (Baltimore). The shop has been busy as well, with a few enormously complicated custom orders (and it looks like this fall will be very very busy, not one but two full productions are on the books as well as Halloween). And during all of this, preparations were being made for the first (of a hopefully annual event) Dryad’s Rest Open House, over Labor Day weekend…..

The woods were prepped for an orienteering/puzzle game — fresh trails cut and clues set up. It was a new experience playing the gamemaster — but my years with the local mounted orienteering chapter came in handy as the course was set. Granted, this game would be on foot, but it could be easily expanded in the future to accommodate horses for a mounted version. After the first day, I am well pleased. Not only were the first gamers successful at completing the game, they learned a new skill — using a compass and map reading. Hopefully as the years go by, the woods (and trails) will develop and make each successive game more interesting and fun. Besides, it’s the perfect way to give a tour of the property.

And archery course was set up at the Village site — though for now the concept of an actual village is only in the planning stage. Still, brush was cleared and whacked down, a straw bale target set up with a painted bullseye and netting stretched behind as a backstop.

And Emily outdid herself with the menu — roasted goat (Red did a smoked version), assorted goat cheeses and a huge pot of borscht. Most of the guests have not eaten goat before, and they were well served, very tasty (Thank you, Frikka). Marsee and her husband brought some of his fabulous award-winning apple pies — yum! Sunday morning Em whipped up a souffle, yum!

Saturday we had perfect weather and a good turnout, Sunday promises to be quieter, with more folks rolling Monday. A fun time to be had by all…..