week of January 7, 2016 - Fifty Years of Justine and Susun, contd.

Thursday, January 07, 2016 9:47 AM | Wise Woman (Administrator)

Fifty Years of Justine and Susun, contd.

1970: Susun in the barn: I loved being in the barn. And so did Justine and her dad. Words are too stiff to tell of the fluid flow of breath that the barn raised in my chest. The tight bud of my psyche began to unfurl again, to be reassured that life was benign. We didn’t store anything in the barn – no hay, no animals – but our hopes, our dreams, our yearning for a peaceful future, and our tractor.



1970: Justine and tractors: Yes, indeed, we had a farm, so we bought a tractor. A big green tractor. Smile! and some implements to pull behind it. And a Jeep-like four-wheel-drive car: a Scout, a sparkly purple Scout, that I named “Cosmic Blues.” Oh, we were ready for anything. Or so we thought.

2015: Monica-Jean and tractor. A surprise reprise of the little girl on a tractor theme. Bigger girl, smaller tractor.

1970: Barn Beams:  Our beloved barn was not in good shape, so we decided to repair it. The lower part was in a wet area, and some of the main pieces were rotted. In honor of the people who hand-hewed the original beams, we learned to hew too. Starting with logs, we peeled the bark, squared them, and cut notches where the pieces were to fit together. Exhilirating! I found a passion for carpentry, for building, for creating large spaces.

1970: Pea field: The tractor got so stuck in this field, it took three neighbors to pull us out. If there was a farming mistake to make, we made it. Greenhorns, amateurs, novices, idiots, that was us. But we weren’t going back to the land, we were on the land, and it seemed the angels were smiling on us. So why not plant a whole field of peas?!

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