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by Rachel Katz
Its been a busy week. Even though there's a chill in the air, it feels like
Spring. We've had our first harvest of spinach and lettuce from the cold
frames. Don has been busy with the seedlings and a bunch of flowers have
come up that he's planted to dry and braid into the garlic he's growing
this summer.
The weather has been spotty but that didn't stop Roger and Lisa, our new
part-time residents and builders. They got right onto Skyhouse, took off
the temporary roof and built the first bent for the second story. All of a
sudden, our landscape has changed! But then after two days of hard work
the wind and rain drove them off the building site. We're glad to have
them here, though we're sorry they had to experience so soon the common
rite of passage here, getting stuck in the mud. Thankfully, Curvin heard
all the noise and came by to pull them out with the tractor.
We've had lots of arrivals this week. Jess, now going as Sol, returned
home from her trip to the East Coast to see family and friends. Brad, who
is a trained architect, has come to be a resident for a few months and get
some hands on construction experience. He went to college with me and some
others. He just returned from a several month trip through Central America
and has interesting stories to share. Tamar, who was an intern last year,
finished with her job doing wolf tracking and has returned here for at
least a few months. She brought her faithful companion, Maya. Baloo is
happy to have another dog to play with. Michal, now known as Cedar, has
moved over here from Sandhill to begin his membership.
We also had a visitor named Shelley from St. James, MO. She could only
stay a few days but she brought us a case of wine that is from a local
winery there that we have been enjoying. Our old friend Dave Hauri is a
professor at Drake University in Des Moines and brought 5 students from his
class to visit us for two days. They accompanied Cecil to the fire
department dinner in Rutledge. They also helped us shovel gravel and mulch
paths. And then we played a rollicking game of cards, one where you make
up rules throughout the game, late into the night.
Four generations of Boyd Croley's family, including some from Springfield,
showed up in three carloads one afternoon. They have been reading our
column and came by to ask after our maple syrup. But, we like to eat every
drop we make.
Two carloads of us went to see Thirteen Days at the Memphis theater. Many
thought-provoking discussions followed about history, movie-making and
United States foreign policy.
Bob Hunolt and I went to an herb class down south about 45 minutes, taught
by Deborah Lee, a woman who teaches and practices natural healing in
Quincy. I met many lovely women there from all over northeast Missouri.
On the way we stopped at the Funeral Chapel in Edina to pay our respects to
Irvin Johnston. I did not know him well but have heard him tell stories
about the old days and the things he collected. I'm sorry I never got up
to see his collection in person. Its a great loss to the Rutledge
community.
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