Edible Wood Farm Journal: 2018 (22)
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Rain! What a wonderful phenomen. It is quite strange that people always associate rain with bad weather. The empty soaking basin had been partially filled by the many rainshowers but there was still not enough water to soak the logs in it. I had been able to get hold of a second-hand plastic cubic container but was not able to clean it sufficiently enought to be able to use it as an externe water supply. The former fatty substance just would not disappear. Luckily the weather conditions were helping me out by doing the work for me. Shiitake mushrooms were popping up everywhere. Soaking was not needed. A little respite.
Terrein
Another problem cropped up. The Edible Wood Farm is situated partly in a State Forest and partly on the grounds of a Holiday Farm. In order to access my work place I have first to cross the Holiday Farm. It is a wonderful serene place surrounded by meadows, forest and even an “aggressive” buzzard could not diminsh the sense of wellbeing. I have been lucky enough to quite contentedly work here for the past 7 years. The Holiday Farm facilitates large group of students and other people for a short stay but many sheds of different sizes and state of dilapidation are also part of the terrein. The sheds are filled with big things, little things, family things, new things, broken things… all sorts of things., many of them next to the shed. Endless attempts to help sort out and clean up has not seemed to make much of a difference.
Stuff
When I have time to spare I also help with the garden and general yard maintenance. There is always enough to do and it is nice being able to make a positive difference. At the end of August, I heard that my colleague was planning to accelerate his plans for placing several mobile homes in one of the places that I had been using for my logs. The first homes are to be placed this autumn. More people, more man-made things and less forest. The description of the future situation made me feel oppressed en depressed. My head knew the answer but my heart was sore. It took a few days to make a decision. Time to move on.
