The unforeseen, abrupt, loss of an income HURTS A LOT, especially in the spring on a small farm. You start looking for more ways to cut already tight budgets and find ways to bring in any little bit of income to carry you through and keep the utilities on. Farmers market, which was supposed to be on hold for this year, was added back to the mix. Unfortunately, we hadn’t planned on a market garden this year so vegetable starts wouldn’t be available for sale. Butchering hadn’t been done so we didn’t have any rabbit meat for sale. Jams and jellies were still in their juice stage in the freezer. We reached out to our neighbors and through some bartering and collaboration, little man’s father has managed to make a table at market work.
|Chicken being chased by a toddler |
with a camera
After too many times seeing that beautiful boy walk away with THAT look of total and complete disappointment, I decided that I was done with working full-time and trying to keep up with farmers market too. I wasn’t going to miss another whole summer of playing and watching little man grow, all the while arguing with his father about distribution of chores/responsibilities and who was going to get to use the tiny work space portion of the kitchen first, just to try and eek out what little our local farmers market was going to gain for us. Little man is far too important! I wasn’t going to do it again this summer.
Now I come home in the evening and do at least one chore/job/task, which most of the time, includes some portion of something that little man can help with. Then there is play time. Sometimes it is fifteen minutes while making dinner, sometimes it is an hour and a half while the excavation of a new garage and parking facility are planned underneath the pine tree for the a pickup truck carrying blocks and a horse trailer carrying cows and rocks. Often it involves running around with bare feet, pausing only to scratch a sow behind the ears, upsetting the chickens as they have to get out of the way of a racing toddler in the backyard.
|2014's first harvest of |
yellow beans from the garden
The worries are far from gone as little man’s father remains unemployed, but, the freezer is full and the garden is providing every day. Now we have fifty meat birds ready to go into the freezer, I wasn’t able to buy the fingers for the chicken plucker we are building AND the one we borrowed needs fingers too…