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Living an agricultural lifestyle isn’t common. A particular privilege,  it also comes with particular responsibilities, and its own reality principle which does in fact remove one from some common daily life things most people participate in, especially one thing non-agrarian (majority of population) hold dear: 
freedom to go here and there at whim. 
 
Rising between 4:30 & 5:30 in the growing season is normal for me. All through the year, I wake with the birds, and sometimes, even retire with them.

Recently a few friends eagerly offered to help with the rose & elderflower harvests, (as currently the broken wrist is limiting)
until I mentioned this is done in early a.m. 
Gap of silence as the romantic idea of picking flowers met the non-arbitrary attendance to the medicine making. 

I understand, being used to shaping my habits and many personal inclinations to the rhythms and needs of plants and land. No matter how small (3 acres of varying degrees of cultivation and forest gardening here) or large, the basic requirements are the same: 
one follows the shifting seasonal nature rhythms with its timing and opportunities/commands. Animal husbandry has different demands, but follows a similar principle: you are there for them, with consistency and devotion. 

Plants don’t sit there in perfection for 3 or 5 months until you feel like picking or tending them. There’s a timeline of best readiness for each. If you miss that window, there’s next year. 
However, if you have a botanical products business, based primarily on the plants from your land, 
next year could mean a long out of stock period for some items. 

So far, the main late Spring harvests have been manageable with the assistance of my partner. What I can’t do is batch balms or perfumes until use of my left hand is healed. With help, distilling is a go, so hydrosols and serums will all be there, plus a few new things soon. 
I’m encouraged by how much I’ve figured out to do, using one hand,  and at the same time, a bit discouraged by the weeds taking over some of the garden beds. To reduce some of those takeovers, a few large growing areas have been mowed down.

Cont. 👇🏽
Basket of beauty.... Living an agricultural lifestyle isn’t common. A particular privilege, it also comes with particular responsibilities, and its own reality principle which does in fact remove one from some common daily life things most people participate in, especially one thing non-agrarian (majority of population) hold dear: freedom to go here and there at whim. Rising between 4:30 & 5:30 in the growing season is normal for me. All through the year, I wake with the birds, and sometimes, even retire with them. Recently a few friends eagerly offered to help with the rose & elderflower harvests, (as currently the broken wrist is limiting) until I mentioned this is done in early a.m. Gap of silence as the romantic idea of picking flowers met the non-arbitrary attendance to the medicine making. I understand, being used to shaping my habits and many personal inclinations to the rhythms and needs of plants and land. No matter how small (3 acres of varying degrees of cultivation and forest gardening here) or large, the basic requirements are the same: one follows the shifting seasonal nature rhythms with its timing and opportunities/commands. Animal husbandry has different demands, but follows a similar principle: you are there for them, with consistency and devotion. Plants don’t sit there in perfection for 3 or 5 months until you feel like picking or tending them. There’s a timeline of best readiness for each. If you miss that window, there’s next year. However, if you have a botanical products business, based primarily on the plants from your land, next year could mean a long out of stock period for some items. So far, the main late Spring harvests have been manageable with the assistance of my partner. What I can’t do is batch balms or perfumes until use of my left hand is healed. With help, distilling is a go, so hydrosols and serums will all be there, plus a few new things soon. I’m encouraged by how much I’ve figured out to do, using one hand, and at the same time, a bit discouraged by the weeds taking over some of the garden beds. To reduce some of those takeovers, a few large growing areas have been mowed down. Cont. 👇🏽
In a day your whole life can change ( read all the way through) Edit 5.29: situation worse than first thought.. in shorthand, tough patch ahead to navigate, under resourced.

This is a zdravetz & rose co-distillation. A distillate of this geranium (true geranium, not a pelargonium) goes into the alluring & rich, yet fresh, Folklore perfume.

Zdravetz is the Bulgarian name for the plant, where it is part of their folk medicine, “ the herb of good health”. 

The scent has prominent notes that smell like a weave of clary sage, aged patchouli, dried grasses & sweet woodruff, and a kind of minty tobacco dipped in metallic powder.

Friends, I took a spill on a hard tile floor Saturday and fractured my left wrist in two places. Spent half the day in ER, and had the novel experience of being in a hanging finger trap with counterweight to move my displaced radius back in line. Oddly felt good despite the discomfort. 

Not sure what’s in store for me yet.. ortho appt. in a few days.. but this is going to set me up for some really creative solutions, ie. how to have people help me fulfill orders in a space not designed or able to be retrofitted for such. Healing the bones is a standard six weeks.. more or less. 

Orders are going to take awhile to fulfill, so I’m hoping for all your kind goodwill for me and my small farm business. Because this really is a bit of what you never want as a farmer, to lose a season due to broken bones.

Did you know you can’t take or style photos with one hand? ( this one is from a few weeks ago). Or chop vegetables, fold laundry and many other everyday things?
 
I can open jars by holding them between my knees, though! 

#distillation#wholeplantskincare#biodynamicfarm#aromaticlife#hydrosol#biodynamicskincare#artisanperfumer#botanicalperfume#plantlove#jevaisaupif#inhotwater#zdravetz
In a day your whole life can change ( read all the way through) Edit 5.29: situation worse than first thought.. in shorthand, tough patch ahead to navigate, under resourced. This is a zdravetz & rose co-distillation. A distillate of this geranium (true geranium, not a pelargonium) goes into the alluring & rich, yet fresh, Folklore perfume. Zdravetz is the Bulgarian name for the plant, where it is part of their folk medicine, “ the herb of good health”. The scent has prominent notes that smell like a weave of clary sage, aged patchouli, dried grasses & sweet woodruff, and a kind of minty tobacco dipped in metallic powder. Friends, I took a spill on a hard tile floor Saturday and fractured my left wrist in two places. Spent half the day in ER, and had the novel experience of being in a hanging finger trap with counterweight to move my displaced radius back in line. Oddly felt good despite the discomfort. Not sure what’s in store for me yet.. ortho appt. in a few days.. but this is going to set me up for some really creative solutions, ie. how to have people help me fulfill orders in a space not designed or able to be retrofitted for such. Healing the bones is a standard six weeks.. more or less. Orders are going to take awhile to fulfill, so I’m hoping for all your kind goodwill for me and my small farm business. Because this really is a bit of what you never want as a farmer, to lose a season due to broken bones. Did you know you can’t take or style photos with one hand? ( this one is from a few weeks ago). Or chop vegetables, fold laundry and many other everyday things? I can open jars by holding them between my knees, though! #distillation#wholeplantskincare#biodynamicfarm#aromaticlife#hydrosol#biodynamicskincare#artisanperfumer#botanicalperfume#plantlove#jevaisaupif#inhotwater#zdravetz