This is how it goes.

So basically... My name is Max Wyman and I have decided to take a gap year before college, for many reasons, such as: not being absolutely thrilled with the college I was about to attend, and wanting to explore and experience life. Just that sentence alone makes me happy. I can't think of a better time, personally, to take a gap year because there is a lot I have to learn about myself, and about who I really want to be. Now... about what I am actually doing.

I will be volunteering on organic farms across the country. Wow, right? Yeah pretty out there I guess, but when you actually take a second to think about it, it kinda makes sense. I am always looking for a different route to take, or a way to separate myself because being cliche is not in my bag of tricks. I will be volunteering my hours during the day, farming, and I will be fed and housed by the host farm family that fosters me. My first farm is in Emmitsburg, Maryland and my second is in Vienna, Maine. So... join me on this blog while I try to find myself and also learn the ropes of farming ;).

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Day 10

What a day.  That is probably the only way I could start this post.  I thought it was going to be a regular morning when I woke up at 7 ( I am basically just waking up later, and later because I can get ready pretty fast ).  I knew that there were some University Professors coming to examine a study they had been following about sheep's hooves, but I didn't think that would change very much, and neither did Will or Kent, at the beginning of the day at least.  So I loaded my JD for the morning rounds, and you know how that goes.  Those morning rounds will be the death of me I tell ya.  You guys know the deal, feed the birds, get the eggs..yadda yadda yadda.  So i finished all the chickens tended to the rabbits, and cleaned and put away the eggs.  As I was putting away the eggs, I decided that I wanted to move one pile of cartons over to the right more, sO ire ached in the refrigerator and grabbed, what I thought was the bottom carton.  I lifted the stack of three, and I only grabbed two of them.  Crack, splash, crack.  A whole offing carton of 36 eggs completely ruined, all over the floor...classic.  I don't know if anyone has ever tried to clean up eggs before, but its almost impossible.  The yolk is so tough to get with a paper towel, and it took me at least 20 minutes to actually get a hold of the mess.  I was also on the verge of an asthma attack because Will was int he next room, and if he had seen what I had done he would have been furious.  After cleaning up my mess, I reorganized everything, and Will directed me to an old pig feeder that needed to be cleaned out.  This was one hell of a clean out job, I will say that.  There was mud all over the feeder, and still some food inside.  Wait then I remembered it belonged to the pigs...classic.  So i had to scrape all the mud off, clean the webs off, and then dump out the food.  This was a pretty rough job, because I had to be crouching the whole time, and my back was killing me.  Finally Will told me lunch was ready.  I was saved!  Well, only until the awkward silence at lunch would be too much to handle.  For lunch we had some dish in which I forgot the name of, but it was kinda of like has browns with yogurt and cheese and an egg on top, and we had a nice salad on the side.  The two Professors joined us for lunch as well.  The female from Maryland was kind of strange.  Very un lady like, and a little to frank for my taste.  The man from the University of Maine was very knowledgeable, and nice.  The conversations ranged from talking about me and my next farm, to milking cows, to eating spaghetti O's ( that convo was started by the lady from Maryland...classic ).  So we finished lunch, and then I went back to cleaning the feeder.  I spent another hour getting all of the dirt and food particles out of the feeder.  After I had done what I could I went and told Will that I was done, and he told me to start doing the afternoon rounds.  Thats it? Wow.  Maybe they thought they worked me too hard yesterday, and today they were going easy.  So I got all the eggs, and washed them, and counted them.  I was on my way to an early day baby.  I could possibly be done with work at 330.  Then when I went and told him I finished washing the eggs, he told me to take down a makeshift fence we had up in one of the paddocks and take the stakes out, then put the stakes back in a different pasteur and remake the fence.  I had never done one before so i didn't really know how long it would take.  When Will tells you to do something, he doesn't give much direction.  He kind of just assumes you know what he's talking about.  I usually ask what he means, but sometimes I still won't understand, and I eventually just figure it out on my own.  So with taking down the fence he never gave me any helpful hints, so I kind of just learned by doing, and I made some mistakes, but for the most part it was going smoothly...until One of the spools of are got caught on a stake, and I thought no biggie this happened with the last one I can just yank the wire until it budges.  Wrong.  All the tugging ripped the wire and it wouldn't fit into the spool properly.  I kind of freaked out for a second, then asked myself what I could do.  so i decided to cut the wire where it as ripped and then retied it back to the spool.  now as I am typing this, it seems pretty common sensical.  But actually while I was doing it, it seemed pretty innovative...classic.  So i finally finished that and then I went to the pastier where I had to put it up and as I was laying the stakes down, Will texted me asking me to move a hay feeder into a different place.  After some deep thought on whether or not I would be able to attain the hay feeder if I put the fence up first, I was off to moving the feeder.  After I moved and put everything up it was probably 530, and I for sure thought that the day had to be over.  So I found Will and he told me that I needed to get a water bucket for the new pasteur I just assembled ( by new pasteur he meant the new space I created with my fence ).  Easy enough.  So i went and got a hose, and a bucket, but as I was walking past the barn, Will came up and asked if I could move a feeder all the way back from one side of the farm to the other, basically polar opposites.  So i got the JD put my hose and water bucket in, then went all the way to attach a hay feeder in the pigs paddock.  But, the baby pigs kept getting in my way.  They would go in front of the JD so i couldn't drive and then i couldn't move them, and then when i did try to pick them up the mom basically came charging at me, soI waited it out after 5 minutes, and they finally moved, and I was on my way.  So i brought the feeder to the other side of the farm, set up the water hose, and I went in and checked with Will for further instruction.  Then he told me to hook up a new goats space with some water, and last but not least hookup another new goats space with some water.  They always move around animals pasteurs to give the animals more roaming room, or more grass to eat, etc.  So as I was finishing my last hose set up, it started to get extremely windy, and the clouds looked they were about to burst at any second.  I couldn't get the hose on tight enough to have the water flow without leaking, and time was running short, because the water form the sky had started to come down.  It was just in the knick of time that I got the hose on right, and ran back to the house in the pouring rain, and flashing lightning storm.  It was truly beautiful.  The storm itself was so colorful, after the clouds moved, and the rain was perfect.  I really enjoyed running back to the house in the storm, reminded me of being a kid again.  So after rI showered from working about 10 hours today, we had dinner.  we had a lamb chili which was delicious, and I had a brewski with my meal which was a nice defiance of the law to end my hard worked day.  But the real calssicness went on after them eal was through and Kent went to go watch TV.  Will and I had a heart to heart.  We first talked about religion and how he was an atheist, and then the conversation took a turn into homosexuality.  This was the first time I had heard him talk about his sexuality, and it was strange.  We talked about how people can be so ignorant for not wanting to take time to formulate their own opinions about topics, and just imitate what other people say or do.  We started to talk about how Kent's family never really accepted their relationship, and how hard it is for them.  I haven't really discussed the whole living the homosexual farmers yet, but I can start.  Its not very weird.  People think homosexuals are weird because they are different.  It's pretty ridiculous how stupid that statement is.  For one thing Will is braver, and more strong than I could possibly imagine, and Kent is as bright as could be.  People need to get over the stereotypes they have and branch out.  It hurts me to think how hard it must be to accept that some people just hate you because of your sexual preference, without even getting to know you.  Its crazy talk.  Anyways, that enough for my rambling.  I also kind of got one of my questions answered about if Will and Kent really do care for their animals today.  It was 645 and Will was frenetically searching around to make sure each one of his animals ha water and food for the night because he had been so busy all day he hadn't had much time to check up on them.  It started to rain, and he still wanted to make sure that the goats had water...so he sent me.  Haha but thats not the point.  the point is how serious he took his job as the caretaker for these animals.  He really does love them, and as tired and cranky as I was from doing all my chores today, that thought alone made me pretty happy.  Thats all she wrote.  Nighty.

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