For twenty years, we have held a gathering of eclectic, “holistic”, “alternative” farmers, gardeners, and homesteaders at Long Hungry Creek Farm. It’s a sort of a family reunion where new folks are always welcome.
I’ve probably attended more than fifteen of those twenty years worth of gatherings. (We call it a “conference”.) And usually the weather is great. Sometimes, it gets cold that weekend. Sometimes it rains one night, or part of a day. I cannot remember that it has ever ever rained so much and at the same time been so cold for the weekend of our get-together as it was this year.
I was completely unnerved. This is an outdoor event. We put up an extra tent in the yard – a big tent. But I knew it wasn’t sufficient.
Truth was, it didn’t matter. As soon as the people began to arrive, my apprehensions began to melt. The people who attend this event are wonderful people. Some went to town and got rooms at the local B&Bs. Some camped in the rain. No one complained. They drank a lot of coffee and hot tea. They ate the warm meals with gratitude. They may have even attended MORE of the workshops than usual, because they were held in protected locations.
Both Friday and Saturday were cold and wet. Sunday, the clouds broke and the sun warmed us, through and through.
We celebrated the goodness of another season past. We exchanged our thoughts, and our laughter. We delved into the mystery of the living soil, the good and beautiful earth that we share, and the simultaneous struggle and victory of being human. This is the new agricultural revolution. It is populated with good company.
I am grateful to everyone who took part in the weekend. I am still sleeping it off. And I am still exhilarated.