Glory Downs Farm
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Will the new kid in the class please raise your hand?
HEAR YE! HEAR YE! ITS IS NOW OFFICIAL. THE DOWNS OF GLORY FARM ROADSIDE STAND IS NOW OPEN FOR YOUR BUSINESS, AND VIEWING PLEASURE. MAY YOU COME CHAT, CHASE CHICKENS, PONDER PRODUCE AND STAY AWHILE WITH US.
Yes my friends it is official- we are actually open.
Our previous goal date for opening was Memorial Day Weekend, but as we usually do - we did us - and showed up to our own event fashionably late......
ok, ok, so we more or less had much more work than we realized to do to open, and it pushed back our goal date more and more, day by day. But friends please apease me and let me just think that we were being fashionable.
So on Friday we went to the farmers auction in Southern Maryland ( for this Bostonian it was deep south because Maryland is the south already so to go even further south was pretty intense and when I talk about things that get me going I like to use run on sentences for the effect.)
Anyways- we used the oppurtunity for a date day. My husband David already owns his own business and he works his butt off on a daily basis. My "corporate," job has me working some nights and on Saturday days, so the days or nights that we get to spend time together are really special. This day being one of the best. The day consisted of us waking up early- actually wicked early, 6 am. ( ......I admit it- I think that early is 8 am- but hey we stay up late watching Modern Marvels and Pawn Stars. Plus the only kids we have right now have four legs and they rarely cry for food or need to be changed. So bed time for us is around 2am.----does that make us any cooler?)
Anyways- we drive to Southern, Southern Maryland to the farmers auction run by the Amish. (I use the pretense "The," cause I don't quite know how to refer to and Amish person in really any other way.) The place was awesome-
Its a big open pole barn ( things you get excited about) and on one side they had the "big lot," auction happening. This is where you have sweet little Amish children hauling in their 30 cases of onions and other such beautiful produce on horse drawn wagons and people start the bidding war. It continues with a "you name it produce," for about four hours. No one walks away empty handed unless you didn't bid. On the other side is the "small lot auction." This is where we were.
How it works is like this;
You are given a number. We happened to be 2000. You stand amoungst a group of people- ( mostly old timers) and when the auctioneer starts auctioning 3 flats of cucumbers or any given produce that you are interested in you bid. The fun begins when you wait and watch to see how low you can get a flat of veggies for, and when you do win them there is a sense of accomplishment. There are plenty to go around though- so there is no stress if you don't get that first flat of cucs or tomatoes.
As for the actual bidding I was expecting more aggression and higher bids. But because produce is plentiful right now and most is in peak season there is no aggresion in the atmosphere. Now mind you that might all change the more we go to these and the more we become accustomed to how they work.
The Amish themselves were a very kind, sweet, polite bunch and most willing to help. The auctioneer himself came over at the end and introduced himself and chatted for awhile. There is something very admirable about these people and their stance on faith. Whereas I could never think about letting go of the creature comforts we have here on earth they could never think of owning them. Their open nature about their love for God was a good reminder of what we should be like. There is something about the simplicity in which they live that makes me feel happy for them. There is nothing to boggle them down or distract them from the Love of God. Their hands are in the dirt, their clothes are handmade, their neighbors are family, and their faith strong. There is just something so admirable about that.
Long story short we got a boatload of produce. Set up the stand and had our first customers. Ones we didn't even know!
We honestly couldn't be more excited. We both feel its "good," work and that this could be a healthy "job."
The pics are to follow and I apologize for having to send them one by one. Our ipod cables are missing and I am unable to charge the thing leaving me to take pics with my phone. I will post them one by one and hopefully you won't mind my old fashion way about being bloggerific. Ask away any questions- I'll be happy to answer!
Yes my friends it is official- we are actually open.
Our previous goal date for opening was Memorial Day Weekend, but as we usually do - we did us - and showed up to our own event fashionably late......
ok, ok, so we more or less had much more work than we realized to do to open, and it pushed back our goal date more and more, day by day. But friends please apease me and let me just think that we were being fashionable.
So on Friday we went to the farmers auction in Southern Maryland ( for this Bostonian it was deep south because Maryland is the south already so to go even further south was pretty intense and when I talk about things that get me going I like to use run on sentences for the effect.)
Anyways- we used the oppurtunity for a date day. My husband David already owns his own business and he works his butt off on a daily basis. My "corporate," job has me working some nights and on Saturday days, so the days or nights that we get to spend time together are really special. This day being one of the best. The day consisted of us waking up early- actually wicked early, 6 am. ( ......I admit it- I think that early is 8 am- but hey we stay up late watching Modern Marvels and Pawn Stars. Plus the only kids we have right now have four legs and they rarely cry for food or need to be changed. So bed time for us is around 2am.----does that make us any cooler?)
Anyways- we drive to Southern, Southern Maryland to the farmers auction run by the Amish. (I use the pretense "The," cause I don't quite know how to refer to and Amish person in really any other way.) The place was awesome-
Its a big open pole barn ( things you get excited about) and on one side they had the "big lot," auction happening. This is where you have sweet little Amish children hauling in their 30 cases of onions and other such beautiful produce on horse drawn wagons and people start the bidding war. It continues with a "you name it produce," for about four hours. No one walks away empty handed unless you didn't bid. On the other side is the "small lot auction." This is where we were.
How it works is like this;
You are given a number. We happened to be 2000. You stand amoungst a group of people- ( mostly old timers) and when the auctioneer starts auctioning 3 flats of cucumbers or any given produce that you are interested in you bid. The fun begins when you wait and watch to see how low you can get a flat of veggies for, and when you do win them there is a sense of accomplishment. There are plenty to go around though- so there is no stress if you don't get that first flat of cucs or tomatoes.
As for the actual bidding I was expecting more aggression and higher bids. But because produce is plentiful right now and most is in peak season there is no aggresion in the atmosphere. Now mind you that might all change the more we go to these and the more we become accustomed to how they work.
The Amish themselves were a very kind, sweet, polite bunch and most willing to help. The auctioneer himself came over at the end and introduced himself and chatted for awhile. There is something very admirable about these people and their stance on faith. Whereas I could never think about letting go of the creature comforts we have here on earth they could never think of owning them. Their open nature about their love for God was a good reminder of what we should be like. There is something about the simplicity in which they live that makes me feel happy for them. There is nothing to boggle them down or distract them from the Love of God. Their hands are in the dirt, their clothes are handmade, their neighbors are family, and their faith strong. There is just something so admirable about that.
Long story short we got a boatload of produce. Set up the stand and had our first customers. Ones we didn't even know!
We honestly couldn't be more excited. We both feel its "good," work and that this could be a healthy "job."
The pics are to follow and I apologize for having to send them one by one. Our ipod cables are missing and I am unable to charge the thing leaving me to take pics with my phone. I will post them one by one and hopefully you won't mind my old fashion way about being bloggerific. Ask away any questions- I'll be happy to answer!
Thursday, July 7, 2011
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As I sit here trying my hardest to think of a witty comment to go with this picture, I've come to a conclusion. There is no witty comment.
I'm learning as we babysit goats that they speak for themselves when it comes to witty comments. They also speak for themselves in what lawn ornaments they care to eat. They speak for themselves as to whether or not they want to be tethered up. They speak for themselves when it comes to getting off the porch...railings. And they speak for themselves when it comes to charming me:)
The Andrew Sister Chickens
I love to sing-a
About the moon-a and the June-a and the spring-a,
I love to sing-a,
About a sky of blue-a, or a tea for two-a,
Anything-a with a swing-a to an "I love you-a,"
I love to, I love to sing!
Give me a song-a
About a son-a gun that went and done her wrong-a.
But keep it clean-a,
With a cottage small-a by a waterfall-a,
Any sob-a that will throb-a to a bluebird's call-a,
I love, I love to sing!
I was born a singin' fool-a,
Lah-de-dah!
Ol' Major Bowes is gonna spot me,
Got through Yale with boula-boula,
Lah-de-dah!
Old microphone's got me!
I love to sing-a,
I love to wake up with the south-a in my mouth-a,
And wave a flag-a,
With a cheer for Uncle Sammy and another for my mammy,
I love to sing!
The swingin'est,
Hot singin'est,
Bell-ringin'est,
Song singin'est
High tootin'est,
Sky tootin'est,
I love to sing!
Monday, July 4, 2011
On behalf of all residing at Glory Downs, and this poodle of sort Walmart T-shirt puppy, Happy Fourth of July!!!
Its been a bit since I've last posted and all has been busy:)
I had family come in this weekend and a surprise visit from a best friend from back home. Its been bliss.... <3
We have, for the last week prepared for a Fourth of July party, that include a pig roast, a great live band, and a moonbounce for the kiddies (and parents for that matter) It was probably the biggest party that we threw. At one time- a friend counted at least two hundred people and about 60 cars in our front and side yard. My husband, Fantastic Mr. Fox worked his tail off preparing for the yard to look good and he got some help from some friends for set up of tents and other suches. Everyone who came brought food and we had more than we could handle. Its time like this that I feel so very blessed to be surrounded by such open, warm, loving, and fun going friends....
I want to send out a thankyou to all who came and made this possible. Its great to be able to have a house to open, and have people like you come. Its times like these, and parties like this, that make me feel as though God gives us a little taste of what Heaven will be like. To know that we are surrounded by friends like you make us feel like we have won the lottery. You all warm our hearts and our lives, and we thank God for you all being in this life together with us here on earth. We heart you a wicked lot!
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