The truck was loaded to the back door this morning when Avi left. It is great to see that they have such orders because they work really hard on their farm. They are having some problems with the peaches right now. Avi said that they are cursed this season. First, they are coming off of the tree early. Next, they are "getting tired" in the refrigerator. Then, there were bugs in a whole batch of dried ones--it takes about two days to prepare the dried fruits and a week to dry them (A whole batch was just put in the trash.). After preparing the dried ones the left-overs are made into jam. The recipe is to put eight kilos of sugar and eight kilos of fruit. Well I put eight kilos of salt (I better work on reading Hebrew!). I hope the orders go okay.
Today I was clearing the field where the next green house will live. I have to get out all of the stones that I see or come upon, and then the field gets plowed again and the process repeated. I figured this is a safe endeavor for today since Avi, Tamar, and the family have gone to a park in Tel Aviv. 
Sometime around half-time this morning I went to get a snack. I got this delicious apple off of not my favorite tree, and then I went and picked some almonds off of their tree. Can you imagine such snacks? What if this is what everyone got to do when they were hungry. The world would be happier and healthy, for sure. I've been taking pictures of myself once a week. I started on the first week. I don't see a great difference, but I had to put a new hole in my belt. Leather stretches, right?
Then I did a drawing using one-point perspective. This will be the next art lesson that we do. I'm going to have the family draw their home. They live in a total of four train cars, and there are three others on "their" land. So they should be able to find a place they really like. I was going to water color the drawing, and probably still will because I'm going to ask them to.
Tonight I had to make the last apartments for the cucumbers. I've got it down now, so if you need this done in your garden I'm your man. Then I had to come back and feed and water the animals. It is slow and easy and rewarding. It is sometimes humbling to know that another is dependent upon me; not in the they live off of my largess kind of way because I got no largess; and besides, I'm too short to look down upon anyone. I'm talking about kindness. It takes a lot of responsibility to be kind. Maybe Frued and Machiavelli were right, though; maybe we are all rotten and we are just faking it when we are kind. Maybe I'm sublimating something in my perceived acts of kindness. Or maybe they were both just pessimistic assholes.
We could dig up our rocks and start a garden when we get home. :)
ReplyDeleteSo you made peach flavored salt lick?
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ReplyDeleteReally, Val? That is so much work!
ReplyDeleteI would feel better if we could have given it to the goats or something. But they have a nice brown salt lick.
I remember thinking as I was reading Freud that if you give me enough cocaine and deranged women that I could come up with a great theory of sexuality, too. I never wrote that book, thank goodness! And even knowing Machiavelli's place in time and about the devastation that he saw I think I'm with you that he is still just an asshole.