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Camphill Village, Week 41: A Week of Abnormalities

Last week had small abnormalities like doctor appointments, birthday parties and roasting marshmallows on a week night and then it had it’s large abnormalities like tearing up a portion of the backyard to put in a small vegetable garden.

Photo of Easter Egg Radishes from Camphill Village Copake Biodynamic Vegetable Garden
Easter Egg Radishes

I started digging my bed Thursday evening. I traced the outline of it and cleared away the grass from the lower part of the triangle. I’m so excited to plant my basil and assorted veggies. Friday I cleared the rest of the grass and laid compost on top of it. Sunday I turned up the soil for two rows and planted the longest row in the back. The mystery plant in the maroon pot had grown large enough to warrant a stake. Since I am currently stakeless I’m temporarily using one of my largest knitting needles to help the mystery plant stay up.

Friday was an early morning with harvesting before garden market. We harvested these beautiful radishes (that taste like dirt then turn spicy) that were called Easter egg radishes. I’m not going to lie, the entire time I was harvesting them I was hoping to see a fraggle and was a little disappointed when I didn’t see the hint that fraggles had even been in our garden. Friday was also Brothers and Sisters day. In the garden we absorbed all the villagers and family members who wanted to work– one whole person. The person is the mother of one of the villagers and Puck commented that the lady’s stature reminded him of her daughter’s stature. Our guest told us of a recent victory in legislation down in her home state of Florida that would allow people with disabilities to be able to live together. The previous legislation stated that people with disabilities couldn’t live within a thousand feet of each other, which tramples on the rights of people who can decide for themselves who they’d like to live with and who do not deserve to be treated like second class citizens. After dinner and helping Allie with her night time routine I went over to Demi’s to work on a friend’s second gauntlet. While I was over we discussed our plans for our Saturdays. I told her I was headed to Boston for a retirement reception for one of my favorite professors. She said she was going to meet up with a friend from Boston at a half way point, but at around 11pm Demi was told she could have the entire day off and she changed her plans and came all the way in to Boston with me.

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