040-Recapping the 1st Merc Anniversary

If you familiar with our debriefings after a day at the Farmer’s Market, you will enjoy this recap of the beginning of our Mercantile season. Throughout the winter months, our business transitions to our on farm store The Farm Fresh Mercantile, known as “the Merc” for short.

The first day was awe-inspiring with the number of people who came to the country to shop at the Merc and visit with friends.

Plus, we announced the name of the corn crib…the A-Maize-ing Grainery. Thank you to Linda Barrett and Shannon Storm for contributing the name. Thank you also to those who brought gifts that warmed our hearts and encouraged us.

039-Losing Honeybees

Today we share the loss of our honeybees. It has been a difficult thing to think about and an impact on our business. The hives have been part of our Farm for several years so it is very sad to be outside in the garden and not hear the buzzing all around as they work on flowers.

We will rebound and start again, but it will take a couple of years to build back to the previous level.

038-Positive Improvement

We’ve had a good week, things are looking up and we share a few fun facts. Shoutouts to Alyssa for being a Patreon supporter and Barb for giving us positive feedback on our Tea Tree Oil balm.

If you are interested in Julia’s latest book, The Long Road to Market, it is available on Amazon, at the Farm Fresh Mercantile or in digital form on our online store.

Thanks for listening!

From Isolation to Belonging

It’s become easy to isolate yourself with the ever present cell phones, facebook and many of us living miles away from our families. We tend to go about our business; work and keeping up with our own chores, forgetting about our deep need for connection.

When this need to belong to a greater community than just ourselves became overwhelming, we found the 18th Street Farmer’s Market.

Below is an excerpt from Julia’s new book, “The Long Road to Market”, the story of how the women of Five Feline Farm moved from isolation to belonging.

The seclusion of country life can be a curse as well as a blessing. We moved into the new home at the beginnning of September, headed into the fall and then winter in a new place. The nearest neighbor is over a quarter mile away and someone we have never met. We are nine miles from town. It is not a great distance yet a long trek in the dark days of winter with snow piling up. We found our self-sufficiency skills would be tested in ways we were not expecting.

Slowly neighbors started dropping over to introduce themselves. They were surely curious about these two women who built such an enormous house. We struggled to remember who was who and how they all fit together. Many had been living in the area for a long time, some for all their lives. We were the new kids and didn’t have relatives or connections here. Until we could figure out who to trust in the new neighborhood, we retreated into our own world, working feverishly to reclaim the land from years of neglect.

So, for the most part, we were on our own with some help from our families. All of our spare time was consumed with various projects around the farm to make our dream a reality. It was a relief to be away from the loudness of 20,000 people vying for their place in the world all at the same time. When we could, we planned our shopping to get as much as possible in one trip, making it commonplace to pick up necessities before or after work.

It was glorious to be removed from town life, yet after a period of time lonely. We yearned for connection and belonging to a community.

The Long Road to Market is available in both print and digital formats by clicking here.