Friday, November 28, 2008

aaah

So I'm in Boston for the break. This is the most intense culture shock I've ever felt - way more than when I went to Costa Rica. I think it's because I was expecting Costa Rica to be different and foreign. But other than the last three months, I've lived in a city my whole life. I know cities. I'm comfortable in cities. Well, apparently not anymore. Tuesday was the first time in 3 months I rode an elevator or got more than two floors above the ground. It was the first time in 2 months I saw a stoplight. I've been taking farm animals and forests for granted. Don't get me wrong, I'm really glad that I'm getting to see Kelsey, and it's nice to get out of Craftsbury occasionally, but I'm also realizing how much I love Sterling. I'm so glad I go to school there.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

How to do laundry, college-style

1. Observe that more of your clothing is in your hamper than is in your drawers. More importantly, notice that you are out of clean underwear.
2. Dump the contents of your hamper out on your floor.
3. Turn the socks right-side-out and put them back in the hamper. Put the underwear back in as well.
4. Sort through your shirts. Fold and put away the shirts that can't be smelled at close range. Put the rest back in the hamper.
5. Get out your wallet, and realize you only have enough quarters for one load of laundry. Remove from your hamper all the shirts that can't be smelled at arm's length.
6. Look at your calender and notice that you'll be home in a month, where you can do all your laundry for free. Remove the rest of your shirts from the hamper.
7. Realize that that only clothing in the hamper is your entire collection of socks and underwear. Pants? What pants? Everyone knows Carhartts never need to be washed!

Boston, fungus, and snow

I realize it's been a while since I've updated.

First off, I'm going to Boston for Thanksgiving. I'll be staying with Kelsey at MIT! That city is going to be terrifying. It's huge. MIT is huge. I get overwhelmed just going into Burlington, so Boston is going to be ridiculous culture shock. Eh, I'll get over it. But there are a couple things about cities that I miss. Namely, dumpster diving. Hopefully I can get in some of that.

I harvested some more tinder fungus. This one's huge. I cut it in half and it's drying on my desk right now. I'm excited to try it out. I also attempted to make a basket from Willow that I harvested in the cedar swamp. It didn't turn out so well. I'm going to see if I can get someone to help me.

Aaand the temperature has been below freezing for most of the day for about 4 days now. It's supposed to get below 0 in a couple days. We've had heavy snow a couple times, but it's not sticking. Maybe there will be a bunch waiting for me when I get back from Boston.

I picked out my classes for next semester: Intro to the North, either Woodlot Practices or Fiber Arts, Agricultural Techniques 2, either Indigenous Cultures of the Circumpolar North or Theology & Ethics of Place, Animal Science, and Permaculture. I'm pumped. I've also been looking at places where I could get an internship this summer, and one of the small organic farms in Oregon that I came across was Gathering Together Farm. The name sounded familiar, so I checked it out. Turns out it's in Philomath! Unfortunately, I don't think I'll be able to work at camp this summer. But if I worked at Gathering Together, I could definitely visit lots. Another farm that looked good was in Amity, which is just 30 minutes away from Salem. Hmm. I do know that I want to intern at a farm close enough to Portland for me to go home on breaks.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

I'm covered in about three different kinds of animal poop.
Oh, farm chores.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Call me a cynic, but I don't think Obama's going to win. Can we say programmed voting machines? Voter disenfranchisement? People turned away at the polls? This isn't a democracy. Don't get your hopes up, people.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

halloweeeeeen

Last night was mostly fun. A few people made some really stupid decisions, and now it's everyone's business, but other than that, it went pretty smoothly. I really hate drunk people.
I went to the contra dance for a bit, and we danced the Virginia Reel! Fantastic!

I was a bumblebee.


There are a bunch of Danish students here for the weekend. They're studying the US political system, although I'm not sure why they would come to Sterling for that. They all speak impeccable English. They're folk school students. After high school in Denmark, you can go straight to college, or you can go to folk school, then college. From what I gather, folk school is a one-year, non-graded program to introduce you to a variety of subjects to help you figure out what you want to do in college.