A Bigger Mama
February Farm Project Week
Brought to you by Big big Mama, a couple of craigslist fast finds, a damn fine pruner and his comrades in damn fine-ness, my local man Juan, and a whole lot-o-dirt and stuff.
In a nut-shell–blood and blisters, sweat and tears.
But here is the long version for those interested:
It began on a cold, wet and windy day, when I picked up Big big Mama from the bus stop. And though wiery from the long day of travel, I thought I could glimpse a twinkle in her eye. The next day that twinkle grew and grew…..until by the days end it was a raging firestorm of dedication, delight, and possibly a little despair. It was in this moment that Big big Mama, determined to see results beyond the imaginative imagination of a mere Bigmama, declared, “We need more hands on deck. Your work is good but your pace is less than desirable.” Early mornings of emails, phone calls, and supply runs ensued…as one person’s ideas met with the vivaciousness of another’s. The storm cleared, the skies gave way to an unprecedented stream of sunny warm winter days—-and dreams became tangible creations. Day by day, the list was cleared, projects were completed, relationships were born—so that by the time Big big Mama said fair-the-well, the Equinox still a whole month off, we found ourselves more ready for Spring than ever before.
We moved over 20 yards of playchips, mulch, soil and gravel. Many more materials are as good as en route. In a week’s time, a patio was completed, 2 paths re-built, beds covered, beds created, gardens mulched. All fruit bearing trees met the wrath of our new pruner…..who took those spooky trees, dropped some 100 lb. limbs, and turned them into works of art. In seconds. Literally. Ground was leveled, grass was planted, 100s of pots dumped and moved.
We worked hours and hours. Over 100 total hours. I have the cut-up hands, blistered feet and broken tools to prove it. We worked through mud. We worked through the typical farm project delays. We burned through a couple of workers, a wheelbarrow, a few tools and lots and lots of blackberries. We burned actual fires too. We worked like farmers work, sun-up til sun-down. And when that sun fell….we fell along with it. It was good. It was really really good. TO BE CONTINUED…….and more pictures!