Tuesday April 29th

Tuesday, April 29^th was the much-anticipated day of the Junior High visit. This day was especially grand because our friends and comrades came out to this place of wonder to both see the Farm Stay students and also work on the farm. Some projects that happened were the last plants were transplanted into their plant pots for the Plant Sale; setting up the electric fence so that the llamas Llarry and Precious and the sheep Olive, Lily, Blue and Big Brown could graze and be merry prancing around the meadow behind the Red Barn; and probably some other things that I cannot remember at this time. After that, we went back to the Homestead because it was raining and cold, even though we have struggled through much worse than a little drizzle and the slightest chill. We were going to watch a documentary about frack sands, but we can’t stream movies very well out here, so we decided to run around outside or stay inside and talk for thirty minutes. Cheers!

-Daniel

April 28th

by Ben   

         Today was the day after the Spring Festival. One of the things that we did is we calculated our profit. I thought that it was really interesting to do. Some of us made more than others but we all thought it was an interesting process to go through.

Spring Festival

by Alex

April 27^th was the Spring Festival; though the weather was gloomy a lot of people still came out to help with the work. A lot of progress was made on the new Chicken Coop and many plants and vegetables were planted in the Greenhouse. All the students staying at the Land School sold their baked goods and crafts, and though there wasn’t a great turn out everyone sold reasonably well. Work was also done in the Hoop House and in the basement of the Homestead sorting wool. The potluck went very smoothly and everyone brought delicious food for the meal. After lunch was over many people stayed in the Homestead and bought delicious baked goods like brownies but a few went outside to the A-field or went on a hike. I myself was on clean-up so I observed the activities inside; everyone seemed very happy and upbeat even though the weather wasn’t the best.

            After everyone had purchased brownies they decided to start heading home. After everyone had left and the clean up was finished the group went bowling and had pizza. The best bowler was Alex with a high score of 127, next was a tie between Indigo and Walker, a score of 126. In honor of poetry month:

A Country Path in Spring

By Mark R Slaughter

The path of mossy ground nestled

In between maternal hedgerows,

That overgrew atop, dimming down

The brilliance of the day.

Farm Stay 4 Photohike - April 24th

Today we had a choice to go on a photo hike or do some dance with Jen during CE/PE in the afternoon. Since our first photo hike was cancelled because of the snow (which is now melted), I decided to do that instead of dancing. I was really looking forward to the hike since I really love to take pictures. I shared a camera with one of my classmates so these are some of our best pictures!

by Sophia

Sinking in a Storm of Darkness

            When Sara Nelson came up last Thursday we were given a poetry assignment to work on. I have been playing around with it, and I am still revising this poem, but these are the results so far.

-Lucia

Sinking in a Storm of Darkness

The oars on the boat rowed

as if they were swimming.

I stared at the water

as it rippled restlessly.

I watched the reflection

of clouds the on the water.

Slowly, the darkness crept up

like a lion stalking its prey.

The wind blew against my back,

sending a chill down my spine.

The leaves fell slowly down

onto the frosty fall ground.

The thin ice spread on the shore

like muscles stretched taut over bone.

The wind grew stronger, the oars

weaker.

The water became a storm in itself,

rocking the boat,

back and forth.

A flash of lightning, followed by a low grumble

threw the boat,

causing it to slam down

on the concrete-like water.

The boat was slowly filling,

slowly sinking with the weight

of the dark, heavy water.

Then, it all stopped.

All I could see was blue, red,

then black.

The water surrounding me,

forcing itself into my mouth,

throat, then lungs.

Grabbing at my body

invading my mind.

Now all was black.

Nothing was the same,

now that it was dark.

I was being pulled away,

not from the water,

from myself.

The pain was unbearable,

slowly getting stronger.

My eyes were closing.

As they did, I thought

“If I should wake before I die,

kill me.”

Friday April 25th

Today was pajama day so many of us spent the day comfortably doing community work and Micro-Eco. We had Gallery Night in the tree house, which was fun. Some of us told stories or jokes, and then there was a game of charades between the Occupation groups. When we got back to the Homestead we played a few rounds of miniature tanks where people get on there hands and knees and crawl to the center of the gathering room rug where they run into other people and dog pile. We finished the night with a very energetic game of tiger.

by Remi

Poem in Your Pocket Day

24^th April

A Farm Stay bed

Staying on the bottom bunk,

Staring sleeplessly at the frame all night,

The wood dark and detailed,

Fine as a small lizards tail,

Peering out the small window,

Watching the bloated bleached moon.

- Rachel

            On the 24^th of April it was poem in your pocket day. Poem in your pocket day is a day where you discover a poem you like, you read it to as many people as you can and have them sign a sheet where thy have to write there name the location and a comment on the poem. People had a good time and got to check in with Sara and learn a lot of poems. - Max

           

Uncaring fate

Slender beams of moonlight,

Light this darkened prison,

As I kneel,

Always a slave,

Always isolated,

Frozen here,

Waiting.

Tortured shadows crafted,

In panes of glass,

Loom,

As dust floats in the air,

Forming an image in my mind,

Penetrating my darkened skin.

Tears on my face.

I raise my head,

Now crying out for this uncaring fate.

-Sophia