Shetland Sheep: Rich in History, Rich in Textiles
Shetland Sheep: Rich in History, Rich in Textiles! Our farm mission is to enjoy and promote the wonderful diversity of the Shetland breed by fully utilizing to the best of our ability all they have to offer historically. We believe the best preservation and management of this breed includes it's full spectrum of history. We encourage old and new shepherds alike to join in the fun by engaging in fiber arts, especially spinning and knitting, as this breed is so intimately linked with those aspects of the arts.
Friday, March 1, 2013
Historic Farmhouse At Work
This historic farmhouse has been sustaining people and animals for about 130 years...at least. Brooms have laid in the palms of many generations of people here, sweeping up the life we call farming. A broom has surely been propped by the back door since the first farmer moved in all those many years ago, in another time. Back then, native peoples were still camping and hunting in the surrounding woods, and fur traders were still making deals down at the trading post. A lot of meals have been cooked and warmed here, too. A farm is a place where you can't duck out for a bite to eat. You can't run down the street for a cup of coffee. You can't dash to the store to pick up supper. A farm must sustain it's people throughout the day with ease, for there is much work to be done!
Towels are always drying here.
A working historic farmhouse means the joy of cooking lots of meals. These meals must sustain at all times of day. Meals warm chilled bodies in winter when the work outside is tough. Meals replenish during lambing season, when shepherds stumble around in a sleepy daze. Meals cool and refresh after sweating out in the blazing sun of summer. Meals bring contentment when the harvest is put up, stored for winter. Meals bring sleep when there are worries, and meals bring energy when the work is stacked up. The preparation of food must roll along in a timely way and indeed, it is ongoing. The result is an endless cycle of dish towels drying on the rack. I gave up hanging them like I did when I lived in the city. In the city, my towel (singular) needing only some drying, only some days. Here, my towels (note plural!) are constantly in need of drying. There are warm vegetable soups to prepare, roasts to make, loaves of bread to knead, yogurt to warm, and a little something sweet for a treat to sneak in. There are things to fry, muffins to freeze, and cakes to celebrate with. Something is always being prepared in anticipation of sustenance while working.
Indeed, this ole' historic farmhouse is still at work, still on the job, all these many years later, even though times have changed. No matter how much the world changes, some things remain the same.