After a bustling couple weeks at Green String Institute, we have been adjusting positively to our new environment. Farm life was certainly challenging at first, but we've been able to persevere in a miraculous way that seemed so distant during our first few days here. The toil on an unfamiliar farm is a test to our human need for serenity. However well we seem to be doing we have to give much credit to the amazing grads whose insights have been invaluable to our growth. Also, a tip of the straw hat to our wonderful supervisor and mentor Suzie who guides our learning while accommodating our many needs. We owe our development to Bob and many of the staff here at Green String but also to the land itself. We've found solace in the cold early mornings when the soil is kissed by the soft orange glow of the sunrise. Indulging in the freshly picked fruits and veggies makes our blood flow and muscles vigorous. All the beauty in nature here is a constant reminder of why we've chosen to farm. 

At the end of a long day when the sun has dipped beyond the hills and we're all just about ready to crawl into bed, there's still one thing to be done. The chickens have to be tucked away into the their pens. This seemly late evening chore can be looked upon with disdain but we chose to turn it into a delight. The new pullets (teenage chickens), who first saw the outside world on our orientation day, have been just fantastic to work with. Plus, their just so adorable! After closing them in for the night we couldn't help but have a goodnight snuggle with these little gals. It was tempting to curl up with them for the night but we still prefer our beds to the straw. I'm convinced that what I now refer to as "poltrathreapy" is one of the best treatments to recoup a farmers joy. 

Cameron C: fall intern 2016