You sure you wanna be a farmer?
The other day I read a really interesting post on , a blog that is always entertaining and often informative in the process. That entry, entitled , was an interview of a couple who own and run a farm in rural Virginia. The entire thing is interesting, so I encourage you to check it out, but the thing that grabbed me was this:
“You have to be willing to squat five hours a day,” says Susan. “Our interns can expect to spend at least half of every day hunched over in the dirt harvesting and weeding.”
Which might not sound so bad…if you’ve been attending Body Pump classes at YMCA.
First thought: Totally makes sense. Second thought: Oh crap.
You see, there have been no Body Pump classes in my life. No gyms of any kind. And, still, I've joined this community garden with the mutual understanding that I'll be working. Quite a bit. I did a small stint over there already, but this weekend was my first real chance to get full days in. I lasted about 3 hours. And could hardly walk the next day. And the day after.
Don't get me wrong, I had a great time. Our main task was transplanting seedlings which is my favorite gardening job ever. There's nothing more satisfying to me than putting those partially grown, hopeful plants in the ground. So much more satisfying than putting some seeds in the ground and waiting. And waiting. With seedlings, you plant them and then you can see what you've done. We also weeded, spread compost, watered and spread hay. It was a beautiful day, and I enjoyed doing my time... but I'll need to get in much better shape before I think about doing this all on my own!
It was quite chilly again on Saturday, but all in all, a good day. A few extra pictures from my time at Jug Bay:
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