Friday, Saturday & Sunday September 4th. Dory and I have had our in town (friday) Yoga with Joe Taft (yowser) and stopped in to” Chai Pani” for Indian lunch with Leigh of Mountain Express, chatting with one of the owners and inviting them to the Terra Madre Slow Food event that is being held on the 18th at Sunswept. Dory and I managed to find some assorted plants to replace the weeds that we would be pulling on Saturday. Friday nite Mary Ellen of (Artist way group) and friend Eli arrive to enjoy the evening with us.
Saturday begins early with Eli and Mary Ellen assisting Dory tossing the rest of the hay bales into under the slab away from weather. As morning unfolds Dory is on the Tractor Bush-hogging all the fields on Ananda and above the house an all day event for her you Go Girl!! Leigh and (mom in law) Sam/Claudia join in the clean up along with Vanessa cleaning, weeding and replanting the front garden spiral and grotto area. Vincente and Andre were in the fields weed eating away while John continues to paint his incredible offering to the Sun and Moon on the concrete slab. Dory and Mike of Mike Whitney with boyz (Leeland and Hardy) attended to the continuing education and creati0n of Bio-char. Mike was also replacing the Apple cider press parts with some cherry wood as well as fixing some water issues and sharpening tools to cut up that healthy comfrey! I was scrambling along with others cleaning up the grotto and front garden spiral. There was barn cleanup, horse petting, dog petting and while this was moving forward there was a big PORK roast slow cookin its way with a peach/tomatoe/onion/pepper/balsamic marinade to feed the team later on. I had big hopes to press cider on Sat nite but we were all too bushed, everything was set up and in place for Sunday tho and the Hot tub was calling my name along with the best Best Mojitos I have ever had sans Vanessa (she has become my personal fav for mix mistress) !!!!! Yeah mojitos with dinner which everyone helped cook. Vanessa also whipped up a white farm peach cobbler and Camille came just in time with coffee ice cream. Leigh and Sam slept over, I think the mojitos and warm bath water were calling to them more than the drive home so we had a farm full of inhabitants.
Sunday am Dory has whipped up one her Amazing cornbreads yet again along with some yum eggies and hot chocolate for the boyz. As morning unrolls dory has found that Daisy has a bad right lower leg she is hobbling up at the barn so she is left free to wander a bit out of the fencing to see how she will progress. Smart Cow that she is winds her way down into a shade and finds rest and healing where of all places but at the site of the Tibetan prayers and Homa. She spends most of the day relaxing here getting up now and then to eat grass and water finding the view and shade to her liking. The group is about now Leeland, Hardy, Sam, John, Mike, Vanessa & me are in gathering of the apples mode. Vanessa had gotten down most of the pears that were left we scoured the garden trees and then made our way down to the low field and filled up the front end loader…up we go washing and loading for the first press of the season, pear-apple yum……..Good job everyone we drank a few gallons and put up 16 1/2 the lower trees have that again on the branch, another days press. Sam says her good byes and we are winding down another day Vanessa has found whats left of the rum and made us some Pina coladas thanks girlfriend. A visit from friend Randall Lenear who brings his good vibes to our space and David Kendall appears at dusk with a load of apples and some friends who get to use the press and watch the sun go down another day full of community and cooperation I am a lucky human.


The Slow Food Asheville “Mountain Fire” Terra Madre Fundraiser is just a month away now.
We don’t know what form the Spring Creek Food Group’s collaboration will take. Often, these groups form around a single type of food, but our group is quite varied — more joined by geography as well as dedication to organic, sustainable production methods.





















Pig Harvest
Last night, John came back from feeding the pigs some premo slop (I had cleaned out expired canned goods from the pantry earlier in the day), and he announced that one should not pour the slop in such a way that it lands on a pig’s head …. not unless you are prepared to wear the slop yourself when the pig gives itself a good sloppy shake. Oh, John, he’s always good for some unintentional comedy!!
Wilber relaxes next to the cow just minutes prior to "harvest"
Today, after Mark & Susi deboned chickens and made beef-bacon stuffing (stuffed chickens will themselves be pig stuffing), everyone gathered in the former potato patch to help “harvest” one of our Berkshire pigs, which will be slow-roasted for the fundraiser that Slow Food is having here on the farm this Saturday. The photo here is of the pig relaxing prior to the deed. I will make a separate page with the post-deed photos for those interested in seeing the process. They are graphic, so if you do not wish to see pig from bullet to butcher-block, just don’t click through to the photo gallery, which I will add as soon as I have a chance to figure out the photo album plug-in I just installed.
Gathered for the harvest.
Randall plays the pig to the other side.
Randall was one of the butchering experts present (Mike the other). Randall prefers not to be present during the actual kill. From around the other side of the house, up on John’s mural, his fiddle serenade helped calm all actively involved, maybe even the pig too.
David & Phillip Kendall
David & Phillip Kendall showed up to deliver tables and chairs right before the kill. Phillip jumped in and helped with the processing along with Mike, Dory, Mark, Randall, John, and myself.
Yet another unintentional comedic moment provided by John at the very end of the night… John went into the woods for a “gut run” … on the edge of a drop-off, he swings the very heavy bucket to toss the contents, looses his footing, and he and the bucket both went tumbling down the hill. He somehow managed to not injure himself nor rupture the bucket contents. Too bad it wasn’t caught on film … the description alone had us red-faced with laughter.
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