|Our sweet room, note the corner of the awesome drawing table|
|Randy's victorious lamb wrangling|
|The morning commute|
Even though the vegetarian food at A Place of the Heart was exceptionally delicious, we still eagerly anticipated the pasture-raised meat at Spring Creek Farm. When Adam and Shelby left, they granted us access to their freezer-trailer full of meat and all the eggs we could eat, which we ravenously tore into. One day, for example, we had breakfast sausage in our omelet, lamb ribs for lunch, a ham sandwich for an after-work snack, and boiled dinner with a ham hock for dinner. Even though this is well below the average American's intake of meat, compared to our typical beans-rice-veggies diet, it was quite extravagant.
The origin of the pork was a pig with a sordid past. First of all, pigs are usually castrated before being butchered. This pig, however, was not "cut" when he was young, so Adam and Larry attempted to do it themselves. The details of this part of the story are fuzzy, but Adam returned from the attempt covered in pig blood and only half successful. One testicle was still on the loose.
|The chicken fruits of our labor after a daily egg washing|
|In the hoophouse, surrounded by the starts we planted|
|Larry and his wife Sherry|
Pete worked part time at Home Depot, and put his plumbing experience to work fixing the hot water heater in our kitchen. One night for a special treat Barbara and Pete took us all out for delicious pizza.
We loved getting accustomed to the picturesque Tennessee countryside; the farm was set in a beautiful valley with cows on one rolling hillside and sheep on the next.
|The Great Pyrenees guardian dogs|
|The old railroad tunnels|
The day before Adam and Shelby got back, we went back to A Place of the Heart for their full moon sweat. We enjoyed getting to see everyone again, and had an excellent vegan meal to balance out all of our meat consumption.
When they got back we had fun hanging out with them and the kids. Holly enjoyed reading bedtime stories to the 3 and 5 year old girls, though she forgot what an ordeal storytime can be. Randy enjoyed revisiting video games with the 10 year old boy who was patient enough to give tutorials to the old fogey. Adam and Shelby brought fresh yummy fruit back from Florida, including a mamey, an odd oval fruit with a sweet-potato/avacadoesque orange interior and a large black seed. It was great hanging out with Adam and Shelby every day, and we had a blast. One day we went into town with Shelby, and she took us to this funny little candy store in a random small town that was wall-to-wall sweets, and one of the last remaining places you can still get candy for a penny.
|Adam, Shelby, and Holly|
On our last day on the farm we went up the ridge again, this time in search of morel mushrooms. It was a little early, but the winter had been so mild we decided to try anyway. We found a good pound and a half of mostly blacks, but also some longnecks and some whites.
|Cleaning them off|
|Randy posing with his first morel! (after this picture was taken Holly pointed out another one at his feet that he'd missed)|
|Obligatory camera tricks|
|A foggy morning|
Knoxville on a shoestring: A photographic guide
|Stop 1: Buying nothing at a livestock auction|
|Stop 2: Spending $2 at a thrift store|
|Stop 3: Taking advantage of free internet at the library|
|Stop 4: One person's trash is another person's treasure (sometimes)|
|Our scenic backyard|