#WildPeaceFarm #What’sYourChurch? #heart&soul

I absolutely love Sundays.

Every Sunday, from May through November, we wake up early to drink coffee, read, write – just lovely morning quiet time.  Then we pack up the car and we head to Catonsville for the Sunday farmers market.farmers_market_vegetable_vintage_art_tags_digital_collage_sheet_d8f0c81d

When Tee first started farming, I wasn’t sure how I would feel about working the farmers market.  I do love and enjoy people, but I’m not great with chit-chat and small talk.  I was a little worried that the market would feel like work, which is not how I like my Sundays to feel.

I’ve ended up loving the market.  It’s time with Tee – our customers and our co-vendors are all friendly and wonderful – we end up taking home a conglomeration of amazing and delicious food, practically free – we’re outside  – and, it’s a weekly ritual.

I’m not religious, but I strive for rituals.  I think that having special Sunday rituals is especially nice, since I think of Sunday as the beginning of the new week.  A few years ago, I had a group of friends who liked to go to brunch.  One of the guys jokingly referred to brunch as “gay church,” which made me laugh.  For some comicpeople, church is their church.  For Tee and me, a few years ago, we took a short walk down to the river every weekend and sat by a waterfall with our puppy, our coffees, and our books.  For others, their church is hiking, a bike ride, family time, outings with friends, relaxing routines in their homes, etc.

From May through November, the farmers market is my church.  This is, in part, because doing a Sunday market means that it can be difficult for us to go to church, which we do sporadically during winter months.  Mostly, I think of it as church because it’s a weekly Sunday ritual that nourishes my heart and my soul and helps me to feel replenished and ready for the week ahead.

What’s your church?


#soul #WildPeaceFarm

It’s utterly prosaic to feel ill.

All week, I’ve had that “crap, I’m getting sick feeling,” which manifests differently for different people.  For me, I usually feel it in my throat – like a lump in my throat.  And I am usually very aware of the lymph nodes in my necsoulk.

Anyway, I’ve not actually gotten sick yet.  Yesterday, I slowly got myself moving – took a long walk, made several pots of coffee – and then got myself over to the farm.  I found that while I was harvesting turnips and carrots, I was a little less aware of my throat and my lymph nodes.  It was refreshing to be outside, on a summery day with a light breeze, completing a repetitive task and listening to an audiobook.

I am due for a reflection, and I have a feeling that my #soul nourishment has been lacking for the past few weeks.  Yesterday was definitely a step in the right direction; more #soul nourishment to come!

family · farming · parenting · simplifying

#heart #mind #SimplicityParenting

Yesterday, after a day at Wild Peace Farm harvesting and weeding, Tee and I joined some friends for a cookout.  It was my favorite kind of weather – sunny and beautiful, with a slight breeze – and we spent time coloring, playing, eating amazing food (kimchi bacon burgers!), and talking.  Simplicity-Parenting

I got a chance to talk with one friend about a book she recommended to me – Simplicity Parenting, by Kim John Payne.  This friend is a teacher at a Waldorf school, and Payne is also associated with Waldorf, though I can’t recall in what capacity.  The principles he teaches in Simplicity Parenting are certainly aligned with many Waldorf principles and techniques, from what I have learned from my friend the Waldorf Teacher.

I am often drawn to teachings and readings focused on simplicity, and I enjoyed a lot of what Payne had to say about simplicity in parenting.  He talks a lot about keeping things simple – helping your children to not become too overwhelmed by choices or by stimuli.  And it’s been causing me to think about what we want our house and our life to be like when Our Baby comes home.  As I’ve read, I’ve been peeking into Our Baby’s room and thinking about the things that often get out of control in the houses of other family homes – toys, clothing, even books.

Sidebar: One of the weird things about being an Adoptive-Parent-In-Waiting is never knowing exactly when your baby is going to come home.  You’re never sure exactly how much time you have, and, if you’re like us, you don’t want your baby room to be completely set up and waiting during the long days, weeks, and months.  Additionally, one of the standard traditions for expectant parents – having a baby shower – doesn’t really fit in well with the adoption wait, so we (somewhat presumptuously) anticipate that we’re going to have an influx of presents and stuff that will come several months after Our Baby comes home.  So, I’m glad I’simplifym reading this book now so that we can plan ahead.

Anyway – I have a feeling that Simplicity Parenting is a text I’m going to come back to over and over again during our parenting years.  There’s a lot of information about the effects of television and screen time, new and the media, and even adult conversation and habits when it comes to kids.  What Payne had to say about schedules, environment, and rhythm was really significant to me as well – very meaningful food for thought.


#introductions #WildPeaceFarm #heart

It’s Market Day!  Yay!  🙂

I haven’t written at all about Wild Peace Farm, and today’s the day that is going to change.

Tee decided that she wanted to be a farmer years ago.  During her college years at Warren Wilson College in Asheville, NC, she worked on the college’s fully functioning farm and fell in love with it.  Three years ago, she quit her job and started Wild Peace Farm.

Now she (and I!) are living the farming life, and loving it.  We h10660188_706463402769547_4207309482714194613_nave a small CSA and we sell organic veggies each week at the Catonsville Farmers Market (Catonsville, MD) and the Druid Hill Park Farmers Market (Baltimore, MD).  This week, we sold transplants, as well as kale, arugula, tatsoi, bok choy, yukina savoy, and shitakes.

When we first started this endeavor, I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about going to the farmers market every week.  I’m not an extremely social person; I’m not unsocial, but I’m not the best at chit-chat and making small talk.  I was surprised to find that I absolutely love being at the market each week.  We have friends there, whom we don’t see all winter and rarely see from Monday through Saturday, but every Sunday, we hug and greet each other warmly.  We have many regular customers – some we know by name, some we refer to as “the guy who loves our cherry tomatoes” or “the lady who always buys all of our tomatillos.”  It’s turned out to be a beautiful, enjoyable weekly ritual, and a time that Tee and I look forward to spending together.

The name of the farm – Wild Peace Farm – is from a beautiful poem by Wendell Berry, and reminds us of the peace and joy we get from nature, the outdoors, and the wild things all around us.


balance · family · farming

#heartsoulmindbody #balanced

Today is Tee’s birthday, and this weekend has been lovely – and very balanced.  Yesterday we had a winter work day for Wild Peace Farm, with a dozen friends volunteering to inoculate mushroom logs, plant seeds, and build bird- and bat-houses.  We ate chili and cornbread afterward, and we got to converse and laugh with some of our favorite people.  #heart

A friend of ours invited us to take a mini-adventure following lunch – looking for spotted salamanders in vernal pools by the Gunpowder River.  (Hopefully I got all these words right; this endeavor took me out of my wheelhouse.)  It was a warm, rainy afternoon.  The salamanders eluded us, but the trickling raindrops and the peace of the woods were like a meditative spell.  #soul

I’m reading two books currently – Self-Compassion and The Boston Girl, both of which I’ll likely discuss another time – and I recently subscribed to the New York Times’ crossword puzzle.  (Note: not the news.  The crossword!)  This morning, while Tee watched some soccer games, I got my butt kicked by the Sunday crossword and made progress in both books.  #mind

For Tee’s birthday, she wanted to hike from Prettyboy Reservoir to Falls Road, along the Gunpowder River.  It was snowy and treacherous in parts, but a rewarding and energizing adventure – just what I needed to kick off my spring exercise routine.  #body

During winter, I find it especially hard to maintain any kind of balance or self-care routine, so it’s been a long time since I had a weekend that nourished all four of my identified quadrants.  Cheers to a spring full of sunshine, vegetables, and balance!