Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Plans

As much as I thought I was getting used to this whole "not knowing my next step in life" thing, a change in plans this big still shook me pretty hard. In a fraction of a second, my entire Ireland trip fell through my hands and now I'm facing at least a few weeks of confusion and mystery.
Despite my unsettling change in plans however, I can still find comfort in being at the farm and seeing that life here boldly marches on. It calms me to know that no matter what happens the cows will still have to be milked and the greenhouses will still have to be closed every day. No matter what happens, those bad radio stations will still exist and will still cause my brain to play random songs on repeat all day log (the one that's currently on loop: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=93X2mZ5xT8Y). The world around us can go up in flames but chickens will keep laying eggs, grass will still grow miraculously in the back of the forklift where dust and soil has gathered, lambs will still need to be bottlefed, lettuce will still surprise me with its beauty, and pigs will still squeal when they see me coming with a bucket of scraps.

Monday, March 15, 2010

Sweet sounds

One of my top ten moments on the farm for sure:

A perfect day. Deep blue skies, hot sun and a sweet breeze, my hair flying in the wind as I ride the moto fast, savoring the smells of the different crops as I pass by. I screech to a halt in a cloud of dust as I come up to the truck thats idling by the side of the road. As I get closer, I hear a Bach suite drifting from the open window. Antonio is sitting inside, enjoying the last of the musical phrase before stepping out of the car. "You like that music?" I ask in surprise. I would never imagine it, judging by the loud corridos he likes to play when we clean out the barn. "Of course, don't you?", he replies. "Sure I do" I say, still skeptical. "It's so romantic" he adds. My jaw almost hangs open but instead of saying anything I swing my legs off the moto and begin taking down the electric fence we've come to dismantle.
Mental note to self: don't judge people so quickly.