Rounding out the week with a Miyazaki Marathon on Sunday afternoon, I’m decidedly grateful for having made the most of these last few weeks. The quiet time between the end of one growing season and the start of the next is a much-needed time of rest and reflection. I feel refreshed, rejuvenated and ready for the work that lies ahead.
It’s a good thing too, because back-to-back snow storms have kept me on my toes. The weather brings guests to the farmstay for stellar skiing at Sugarloaf. This means more fabulous farm-to-table breakfasts─but it also means a lot of extra work in clean-up. In between all of that, I’m still preparing for lambing and seed-starting seasons. Join me for a cuppa and get the latest update from the farm…
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Wonderful Neighbors
Geared up in my insulated bibs, I felt pretty good about myself as I waded through knee-high snow on Wednesday morning. It was barely 6:30am and there was just the slightest hint of brightening on the horizon of the black sky. The forecast called for the falling snow to switch over to rain later in the morning. I knew once it did I would have no chance of moving so much snow with my snowblower, so I wanted to get an early start. By 7, however, it was already raining and my hopes of moving the mess on my own were drowned.
Fortunately, I have been blessed with some really wonderful neighbors on all sides of the farm. Mike came from across the road with his tractor to clear out both ends of our U-shaped driveway, and Alex came from the garage in the former-school next door to clear the rest. Whenever I get in over my head my neighbors are always willing to come to my rescue and for that, I am supremely grateful.
I’m always going to try to manage my business on my own─this farm was my choice. It’s my responsibility and mine alone. It wouldn’t be fair for me to expect others to carry the weight of this farm. As a single woman and solo-farmer, however, it’s hugely comforting to know that I have a few people looking out for me.
Shoveling Snow in the Rain
My son, BraeTek, who turns 17 in less than a month (gasp!), came out to join me, and together we spent the next 2 hours shoveling snow in the rain. He cleared walkways to make hauling hay bales and buckets of water an easier chore, while I removed snow from the roofs of our 3 livestock houses and shoveled a little yard for of each of them. The sheep in particular do not like to wade through deep snow.
As I stood there in the pouring rain pulling snow off the ram’s little pallet-shed, it occurred to me that it was all rather paradoxical.
Because my body was so thoroughly heated from the intensive labor my head was too hot to wear the winter hat, and I’d stuffed it into the pouch of the hoodie. My hair hung like a wet mop about my head, rivulets of water streamed from the loose tendrils and I found myself uncertain whether to laugh or cry.
This is January in Maine? Whatever is going on with the climate─whatever we’ve done or haven’t done─there’s no denying that it’s different. Things have changed and we have no choice but to adapt as best we can.
Snow is a boone for business, however, and the farmstay has been mercifully busy. This is good, as I am trying to keep fuel in the tanks to run the furnace, and it would be nice to pay some bills.
Baby-Gate
The day after that particular storm dawned bright and sunny, and by midday it was comfortable enough to work outside in just my bibs and a hoodie. Reveling in the sun and fresh air, I installed the new “baby-gate” I’d made for the Nursery: a square section of cattle panel framed by wood with a swath of mill-felt tacked to it to block the wind. We’ll use it to contain the flock for their vaccinations, then it will be in place to contain ewes and lambs to the shed at night.
I do all of my own construction projects here at Runamuk. As a single woman and solo-farmer who’s bootstrapped her way along, what choice did I have but to pick up the tools and figure it out? I didn’t have the funds to pay someone to build livestock houses or install electric fencing for me, and men have proven unreliable in my life even when I had one.
Thankfully, this is one of the few things my mother taught me. She wouldn’t let us in the kitchen when she was cooking, but she taught me how to build stuff. That exposure to construction as a young girl gave me the confidence to try things some women never dare reach for, and has served me well along my journey into farming.
Back in the Nursery, I relocated the security camera to get a better view of activity, moved the supplement dispenser, and modified the hay manger in the lambing pens. There are a few improvements yet to come, but I’m pleased as punch with the progress and feeling really good about my efforts to ensure the survival of this year’s new lambs. Yay me!
Behind-the-Scenes
There are a surprising number of behind-the-scenes tasks that happen at this time of the year, which set any farm up for the growing season ahead. Updating the farm website is one such project, and with some help from Emily Wolf of Emily Wolf Designs, this week’s big accomplishment was the new Support My Work page on the Runamuk website. I designed the page and Emily set up the subscription widget. There is also a new page just for the Farmstand. Woooooooo!
Please do NOT panic, dear readers. This does NOT mean you have to pay to read the farm-blog. As I mentioned in my last post, the Runamuk blog will always be free to the public as a testament to my local customers and long-time supporters to the farm.
What it does mean, is that I now feel worthy and justified in asking to be paid for my written work. I’ve spent years honing these skills as a wordsmith. I know there’s value in what I’m offering to the world, and I’m diligently working to bring more value to the table.
Please, if you enjoy reading my writing, and IF you have the means and are so inclined, your voluntary payment would make a big difference here at Runamuk Acres. You can make a one-time donation, set up a recurring monthly or annual payment, or even click over to Sparkling Audacity at Substack and subscribe there instead─to ensure you’ll always have access to all of my work.
I thank you for your kindly consideration.
On the Chalkboard This Week:
Vax Day for sheep: Tuesday
Pantry stock-up
Reign in the Propagation Room
2 new writing pieces in progress
Sunday Afternoon
It’s not that I’m a workaholic, per se… It’s more that I enjoy my work immensely, so it’s not often I feel the need to take time away from it. Driven by that strong sense of purpose, I am fulfilled in my mission, content in my own company and in this existence I lead on the farm. I’m not hanging out with friends. I’m not dating─I don’t even know how I’d bring someone into my life right now, lol. I just don’t feel the urge to seek anything more. I’m happy doing my own thing─and loving it.
I call it my Me-Phase. My “Era of Solitariness”.
That being said, I do like to take time for myself on Sundays. Sunday is my Fun-Day, when I make it a priority to do something just for me. The one day a week when I can legitimize and justify taking time off─afterall, even God rested on the 7th day. And so, when I saw the news about Hayao Miyazaki’s recent wins, I knew exactly how I wanted to spend my Sunday afternoon.
Miyazaki Marathon
I’ve mentioned him before on the Runamuk-blog, and certainly if you follow me on Instagram you’ll have seen me post re-shares related to his work. But for those who are not familiar with the name, Hayao Miyazaki is a Japanese animator who creates these character-rich and thought-provoking Earth-centric films in partnership with Studio Ghibli. Perhaps you’ve heard of Princess Mononoke, Howl’s Moving Castle, My Neighbor Totoro, or Ponyo? There are many more.
My sister is an avid anime fan and introduced me to Miyazaki’s work almost 2 decades ago. We even have matching Ghibli-tattoos, lol. We’re serious fans, lol.
When I saw that Miyazaki had won the Best International Filmmaker award AND his first Golden Globe award for The Boy and the Heron, I knew that warranted a Miyazaki Marathon. After I’d finished with my chores for the day, I hunkered down on the couch with Murphy, my 10 year-old black lab, and a bowl of popcorn. We started with Howl’s Moving Castle, then moved onto Laputa. What a great way to end one week and usher in the next! Much love to you and yours, my friends!
Your Friendly Neighborhood Farmer,
Sam
Thank you for following along with the story of this lady-farmer! It is truly a privilege to live this life serving my family and community, and protecting wildlife through agricultural conservation. Check back soon for more updates from the farm, and be sure to follow @RunamukAcres on Instagram or Facebook!
Just reading about what you do makes me tired lol. I really admire your gumption and energy level to maintain ALL of this on your own! You've definitely got drive.
I have to ask...what's behind your son's name? There's got to be a meaning for a name as unique as that.