KP and I rounded the Hood River Fruit Loop last weekend. It was an excuse to see Mt. Hood and to spend money at local farms. I recently finished Jenny Kurzweil’s Fields That Dream: A Journey to the Roots of Our Food and I was feeling farmy (Rating: B-).
A couple of thoughts from the book penetrated my psyche: Farmers need our support, and its hard work. I may have been talked out of goat husbandry. The farmers in the book that raised goats were uneasy about leaving the farm for more than 2 hours at a time. I’m not ready for that kind of comittment yet. But reading just an article about those topics, I may not have been moved to reconsider my future as a livestock herder.
The book is the only way to absorb an idea fully. Poems are pretty good too, but it’s different (I can’t elaborate now). I was talking to Alex about this last week. I go in modes — I used to subscribe to The New Yorker, Harpers, NY Times magazine. I can only remember a handful of articles. But books have a way of penetrating into your psyche.
In fact, from now on I think I’ll be reading all of my magazines online. Too much wasted paper. Too little absorbed.
This week around Hood River it was the Pear Celebration, and the coolest stop was Kiyokawa Family Orchards, which had a big dessert fest. I should have asked whether Kiyokawa is organic or not. They didn’t say anything about it on the Web site, and nothing at the farm. We were rushing, trying to get to all of the farms in one afternoon. We could have spent more time at each one, but still worthwhile.