We asked our WWOOFers to share their thoughts for this special guest post. Here is what they said.
I had no idea red peppers were just more mature green peppers! And I learned how amazing it felt to dig down into the earth to find a patch of what I came to think of as "adorable" fingerling potatoes. There was nothing more gratifying than spending the day seeding, planting, watering and harvesting the very vegetables I would dine on that evening.
Taking the herbs and produce from around the farm straight into the kitchen, coming up with new dishes to make based on what was in season, and spending hours with the Goddard family, friends and fellow WWOOFers to prepare and enjoy the fruits (and vegetables) of our labor were some of the best memories I have of my time at the farm.
Thanks to this experience, I've developed an even greater appreciation for food and conscientiousness regarding seasonality, as well as a desire to recreate the sense of community that the farm and these meals helped create when I return home. Hopefully I'll have some new recipes to share when we return to the farm next summer for our WWOOFer reunion dinner!
Despite these peculiar transitory characteristics of the WWOOFing arrangement, all the WWOOFers here seem to share common concerns and a sense of being connected with the processes at work in production. In my eyes the strongest uniting factor amongst us appears to be a common desire to understand the source of our food. But my personal attempts to do so have been humbling. While WWOOFing has given me brief and limited insight into specific phases in the growing cycles on the farm, it has also revealed to me how much goes into running a farm which I know nothing about and nobody can really grasp in a couple months. Organic farming is an art, but one that demands the coordination of myriad processes, some outside our control.
In an attempt to engage more fully with all of this, I have decided along with Kelly and Kingsley to extend my stay at Barberry Hill through the end of summer and early fall.
Growing up in the woodland of eastern Connecticut with my family was an experience. I raised chickens with my sister straight from the incubated egg. I learned to plant and harvest delicious vegetables and fruits. I learned that the earth is fragile. Whatever we do to the soil and to the water will reflect back into nature.
Fast forward 13 years to the present. The world has grown dramatically not in just population, but in ideas, inventions and methods. I am here, with this wonderful farming family re-discovering my youth and learning new ways of coexisting with nature through food. Happy childhood memories flood black as I collect eggs in the henhouse and happily feed the many eager chickens and bleating sheep. Gold and crimson sunsets gently setting over the farmhouse. Lightning bugs flickering softly in the cool summer evenings. The brilliantly vibrant spectrum of colors and textures of the vegetables, flowers and berries at the lively farm stand. Learning how to transplant baby broccoli, beets and sunflowers. Correctly picking and pruning cucumber and tomato plants while learning of the diseases and blights that can so suddenly upset the balance.
I have found pure bliss and tranquility at this place. I am at peace.
No matter how hard I work, no matter how tired I may get from this experience it is worth the dirt under my fingernails and the calluses on my feet. I have a purpose here. I feel as if part of a revolution on young people dedicated to the idea that in farming, we can do better. Chemicals, herbicides, fungicides and nasty growth hormones scare me, it is becoming part of our society and I will not stand by quietly. GMO’s (Genetically Modified Organisms) which have been implemented into commercial seeds, grains for animals and the plants themselves will not be our undoing.
I will use the vast knowledge I have gained here and will apply it to my future. My next journey is my two and a half year Peace Corps placement in Zambia as a Sustainable Agriculture and Environmental Agent for the LIFE Project; Linking Income and Food in the Environment. The work that I have accomplished here at Barberry Hill Farm and the inspiring generosity and wisdom of Kelly and Kingsley Goddard will carry me forward in this next chapter of my life.