This past week flew by in a flurry of activity, and unlike the feeling we often have after having a lot of extra curricular activities–the kind of tired, needing to withdraw back into the warm, fuzzy boundaries of our farm to recover from the energy mounted to be social feeling—we came into this week refreshed. Just as those who participated in some of the traditions that form the roots of our modern day Halloween took comfort in coming together to mark the beginning of winter, to build a community fire from which their home fires were lit for the coming cold and darkness, we too felt especially centered in the arms of our community as we entered this week. From the more mundane act of dressing up and walking your town in the dark with a gaggle of children and their wonderful parents and catching a glimpse of the simple and real joy people find in being sweet to the little ones of this world–in spite of the whole thing going against my parental and societal values (white sugar, high fructose corn syrup-bad, millions of tiny candy wrappers in the trash-bad, another holiday turned into a marketing blitz and spoiled by consumerism-bad); from this, to more community outreach for a great farm to school program taking place at Memorial elementary, where we had samples of tasty fall vegetables for the kids and watched our friends Jack from Hope Springs Farm and Katie from Oakhill Organics very humorously takes sides in a carrot/cherry candidate debate! To round it all out, we spent a lovely evening at the home of wine growers and makers of Barbara Thompson Wines along with friends from our homeschool group. This potluck was what really brought us to this point, on the verge of the end of this election year hoping for the best, just a little less frantic and more at peace than anything. After not only being busy with all these plans on top of an already trying week on the home front as we face our winter finances, it was truly relaxing to just have a nice time and to be surrounded with good people, all of whom do not think we are too crazy (I am sure they think we are a little crazy) for all of our crazy thoughts and who are a huge part of the supporting arms we all need around us not only as we go into winter, but in all aspects of living this life. As if to drive this very real sentiment home after all of this, our neighbor kindly spent a few hours this weekend splitting wood with us and helped us learn a little more about the still somewhat sordid but nonetheless real business of eating meat here on the farm. Here we are blessed with support coming from all directions: good friends, good neighbors, and a great community enthusiastically supporting this farm. We are happy to count all of you amongst this community, we couldn’t do this without you!!