A day on the farm

I woke up yesterday morning and looked out my tent window to see the sun rising between a fjord in the distance. Fog rolled in between the cliffs, down toward my little yellow home in a farm field. I put my boots on, 7am and walked to the little wood house to start my day of work. Ulises, the father on the farm, and I prepared breakfast in silence - we ground wheat kernels and added water to make a dough, and we stepped outside of the quaint wood cabin into a stone and brick outdoor kitchen. Kneeding the dough we started a fire in the wood oven and rolled the dough into Chapati/tortilla type rounds and stuck them on the tope of the wood stove. Everyone rose, walking through the dewy fields to little cooking area. We spread small amounts of honey from the farm onto our hot bread, and drink tea and unpasturized cow´s milk from the farm next door.
Then we go to work, mixing compost and manure and laying it around each plant, weeding fields, feeding the chickens and the rabbits (permaculture). Around the small house there are engraved gourds and hanging trinkets, and just outside the stone tool room is a small hut for meditation and reading.
The sun is hot, and the nights are cool, and I can hear the neighing (sp?) of horses and the mooing of cows as well as the gurgle of water from the stream that irrigates the fields. We work until 1 and we have a big family meal, and then we eat stale (rockhard) bread and tea, and some fresh plums, for dinner.
After lunch we have a three hour break and then work in the afternoon is optional, something I have done the past two days. Yesterday as well, we went out to collect rocks to make a container for the wine press (grape vines hang about the house and the multitudes of gardens that scatter the surrounding area). We´ve talked much of the unsustainable, money-loving, nature destroying western culture and Ulises and I have also spoken of the damage that religion does, and we all questioned why the president of the most violent country in the world got the peace prize!!! (this is all to say that we seem to be on the same page!)
Today I came in on the bus to town, I have two hours - life seems frenetic and bustly even in this small city. I´ll go back to my farm now, don´t know how long I´ll be there!

until next time
Liam