Farm Updates

So I am officially on farm time. Some people might say that this is good, but waking up at 3am when it is dark out is just lame; I cannot even get up and start working. I lay in bed until 7 then get moving. Today I weeded until 10 and Jonathan woke up and told me that we do not work on Friday or Saturday. Well, what is done is done. I headed to the kitchen to start making lunch. Yes, it was early but I had been up for a long while.

I cooked up some carrots and sweet potato with onion and mixed it in with some basmati rice and a little basil for garnish...yum. Then I made some sweet potato fries with the left over potato. Since I have the day off I think I will do laundry. By the time that I will be done with my lunch it will be too hot to do anything else. I think tomorrow I will go to the beach all day tomorrow. Pack a lunch and head out before it is hot. Maybe even come back before I am dieing.

Farm life: Not too bad now that I see how things work. Very laid back and chill. There is a drum which I think I will learn to play while I am here. I made a friend...Sylvester. He is a grey cat that follows me everywhere; even runs in front of me when I am going somewhere. When I am weeding, he runs in front of my hand as I go to pick something so that my hand brushes his back. He rolls over and wants me to play, which I refuse to do. It is funny though how whenever I sit, he finds a comfy floor or table to lay on.

I also have found my favorite chicken. Jonathan cannot tell them apart but there is one that I can tell apart from the others by his long featherless neck...I named him Chantaclear. He is all about the food and is always by you when you are cooking or eating - worse than the dogs.

Battle Wounds: so I got a couple of mosquito bites throughout my European travel and other than almost having a bull horn scar in my behind I was left as I was found. I have been to the farm for less than a week and have more wounds than I can count. I have scratched arms and legs due to moving pineapple plants (which I HATE! This means that I will increase my consumption of pineapple as I now would like to seek revenge). I have ant and fly bites on my feet as well. On my left foot I got bit by something, I am assuming a spider, but it is way swollen. When you look at my ankle, you cannot even see the bone. When you compare the two ankles side by side it is like they are from different people. Not really a big deal other than it waking me up in the middle of the night because it is so itchy or that it hurts to