Second Skin

Ordinarily, we’d be going full-tilt boogie out in the fields at this time. But as we’ve already noted this has been an unusually slow start due to the bucketload of rain in early March and the late arrival of two of our interns, Katt and Adam. The weather is back to normal now–gray and cold–and we’re back at planting and getting things underway for the new season.

But we used the intervening down time to do some remodeling on our big yurt so Katt and Adam, will have a dry, comfy home when they arrive this weekend.

After the heavy wind and rain this winter we thought the yurt looked a little beaten up.

But Louisa, that amazing Jill-of-all-trades, used the downtime during the early March downpour to break out her sewing machine and, working on her dining room table, turn out a brand new set of outer panels for the struture. When the sun finally shone for a few hours yesterday the crew turned out to finish the facelift.

And, voila, the old girl looked as good as new.

Louisa, Hiram and Tess

There’s something special about a yurt. They are fairly mobile–in a pinch you can break it down and lug it off to another resting place (yes, we’ve done that.) With the wood stove glowing it is warm and cozy–tee shirts inside when it is snowing outside. And there’s nothing like the sound of rain on the roof when you are tucked in bed at night.

We make it a practice and a point of pride around here not to throw things away if they have some life left in them. We’ve got vehicles that are older than their drivers and CSA boxes that have held generations of produce. Our tools aren’t very shiny, but they’ve lasted a long time.
And the yurts–Trusty, Lusty and Gusty–they’re survivors too. (Gusty, on the windward side of the yurt meadow, is the one with the facelift. As for the other two–use your imagination.)
All it takes is a bit of tender loving care and things tend to hold up just fine.
Goes the same with the farmers too.

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