Lonely Brendan mopes in her temporary home.
Lonely Brendan mopes in her temporary home.
Quick reality check. In case anyone ever happens to look through these posts and think “what a perfect life”, please understand that sometimes this is how it goes. Tired? Hungry? Grumpy because dad tripped and busted your favorite pumpkin? We’ve got it all.
But where one photo op fails, there’s another just on the other side of the pumpkin patch. And suddenly everything’s A-Okay.
Sorrel Bear is now 1 year old (almost 13 months). The spring peepers and meadowlarks serenade us as I type. Robins and stellar jays chase the Oregon junkos around the yard and the sun has come back into our lives.
After a day working with two local farmers on their branding and labeling, it’s good to get outside and feel the soil under my fingers.
Orin made mulch snowballs and danced in the truck bed. He called it his “Mulch Snowball Festival”. Both of the boys enjoyed themselves as their faces, hands, and feet slowly turned black. Springtime cheer.
A brief moment for something other than homesteading, permaculture, and family. Shameless self promotion? You betcha!
I recently completed a Photoshop Addon called Inner Combustion I (because there may be more). After 1 week, it became a “trending item” on the Envato Marketplace. Sweet!
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Or here’s a quick writeup on it.
Did you know that raw sauerkraut is a famous aphrodisiac? Yep. This batch will be ready on Valentines Day 2016!
All organic. Because pesticides are not for lovers.
Winter Solstice / Christmas Time!
We cut a small fir tree at our friend’s L77 Ranch just down the road. Thanks Mary! The more I read about the life of trees and their interactions with each other, mycelia, and other forest organisms, the more I think like this will be the last time we ever cut a tree down.
We celebrated the holidays on The Hill with friends. Incidentally I’d made a batch of red gingery kraut that we cracked open on Christmas Eve. We shared it with friends and gave jars of it as gifts.
October arrives and we begin preparing beds for the coming spring. Sheet mulching is a great way to take a grassy spot and rev it up to speed quickly. The technique, which we learned from Gaia’s Garden by Toby Hemenway, is fairly simple. Slash the vegetation where you want to plant, then aerate the ground a bit. Add manure, then cover the area with paper.
Once it’s covered in paper, then layer on manure and straw, paper bags, more manure and straw. Pretty much like making a delicious, poop-filled lasagna. After a season or two of breaking down, you’ve got a wonderful bed of rich soil.
If you can’t wait that long, then just make a little hole in the straw and fill it with potting soil, then plant whatever you like in it.
Sorrel Bear and the fig.
Manijeh prepares beds with sheet mulch near the Mormon Apricot, Mulberry, and Cherry trees. And yes, that’s a freshly dug swale in the fore ground.
After only 3.5 hours of labor, little Sorrel Bear Baxter was born Tuesday, March 10th at 4:29am.
Weight: 8.6 lbs
Length: 20 inches
Blood Type: A neg
My perception of time in the following events may be slightly distorted, but I believe this is reasonably close.
Earlier in the day, Manijeh drove to Portland to drop off our friend, Hermit Kyle Bray, and visit with other friends while I – operating on 3hrs of sleep and 3 cups of coffee – finished wiring the basics of the house – the last big “Before Baby ToDo” item. We now have washer/dryer, dish washer, outlets and temp lighting… just in time!
At 1:15am Manijeh’s water broke and, after a few OMGs, we called our sibling doula / neighbor, Sandra, and our midwife + crew. Sandra and I spent the next hour making the space tidy and relaxing.
We filled our claw foot tub and that is where Manijeh spent the beginning of the birth. After an hour or so in the tub, she moved to the living room and rocked for a short time on a pillow. She then returned to the tub. With all of the dish washing and cleaning, the hot water had nearly run out, so we heated water on the wood stove. This worked out well and gave us something to laugh about. The moonlight came through the window and shone perfectly on Manijeh’s belly as she labored.
Orin woke around 3:00 asking “Mama, are you yelling?” We explained that the baby was coming and that everything was fine. Sandra stayed with him, reading books and explaining the process.
Midwife Katherine Zeiman, and her crew arrived around 4:00am followed shortly by our friend, Katie Silva. I held Manijeh’s hand while Orin stood on a small stool and watched as the baby’s head emerged.
Once the baby was born and checked out by the team, we watched from our living room as dawn crept in and Mt. Adams caught the sun’s first rays. Meadow larks sang in the trees, robins peeped in the grass, tiny frogs chirruped in the pond and our little family grew by one little bear. Oxytocin makes all of this glow brightly in memory.
I fell asleep with the baby nestled on my chest while the midwife, OB and team checked on Manijeh.
I’d like to say that we all then took an epic nap. Instead we stayed awake until night, growing ever more exhausted and, over the course of the next couple of days, we eventually caught up on our sleep.