I CAN BELIEVE IT'S BUTTER
PEACEFUL VALLEY FARM SUPPLY
HUGH AND JOHN MAKING AN EARTH WALL
EMMA DID ALL THE HARD WORK
Today was a sad day on Threshold Farm if you were a pig. Jen was making butter at the house with Hannah, trying to avoid the slaughtering, while Aaron was picking carrots when three gun shots were fired in quick succession. Next, all three pigs were taken away by the butcher for processing. Out of honor for the pigs, photographs and video were prohibited. Hannah and Hugh respect their animals, treat them very well, raise them with love, and believe their flesh is a sacrifice that shouldn't be taken lightly. As Jewish vegetarians, slaughtering pigs sits uneasy in our stomachs. But by noon, the crows were flocking over pools of blood in the pig pen and that was that. New piglets may arrive next week, and they'll have a happy life, for one year.
After a somber morning, we had a nice group lunch, then returned to the farm to work on the addition to the barn. Hugh, with the help of his fellow Aussie friend John, are erecting a new room on the west side of the barn using mud as the walls. We essentially beat the crap out of dirt to pack it down, made very slow progress, then repeated. In three hours, we put up a foot and a half of wall, but it doesn't cost a dime for materials, and since our labor is free, everyone wins! And by everyone, we mean Hugh. The only trouble with a dirt wall is, in the case of a big storm, theoretically, the walls could wash away. Hugh and John have a plan for that, but we won't be around to find out what it is and how it gets implemented. Helping them build was physically exhausting, but we learned again that there are many ways to skin a cat.