Jason and Eric sailed off into the wild blue yonder today upon the wings of a graceful, black Skylark. It was interesting dinning alone tonight. We’ve had house guests since February, it’s lonesome, one gets used to having all that company. The last set of WWOOF’ers, Courtney and Grace headed west, Eric and Jason be headed east. Jason wants to see more “southern” farms. Around the campfire last night he mentioned how he hasn’t heard a single southern accent since he started his trip. He had been in St. Louis, Springfield, to Patrice’s farm and here. I respect that he’s trying to find a black owned farm and get the stories of those who stayed opposed to those who escaped to the cities. I hope you find what you’re looking for. You were a good worker Jason and Paul’s a little misty you took off, but life goes on and you’re always welcome.
On one of their last days here, Jason and Eric stuccoed the inside of the greenhouse, and it’s almost complete!
Jason found his ride. How cool that they met on their own individual wwoof’er trip and departed together. I’ll miss them. But I’m very excited for them and their coming adventures. Jason and Eric, be well, do good work, and keep in touch. (I borrowed that from Garrison Keillor)