We had two english WWOOFers from paris come to the farm for a few days. R and J were a blast to have here, and the two extra hands made the work much faster. We had a great time cooking freshly picked beets, potatoes, lettuce, and blackberries. R practiced his american accent, and I practiced my english. We compared the english life to the american, finding a common love for the yorkshire pudding--or popover-- which I made for dinner.
I got the email from President Creighton (MHC) that it was mountain day! for those non-MHCers, mountain day is a long lasting tradition at mt holyoke were classes are canceled and everyone goes to climb the nearby mountain and eat ice cream. It's pretty much the best day ever. I explained the holiday to my new international friends and they did they're best to make my mountain day a memorable one, which included walking to the pub through the pitch black woods of rural france, and playing cards while the locals looked on with concern. It was a blast. Sadly they've gone back to paris, and it's back to the pretty solitary life of farm work.
Already fed the calves and the pigs this morning. Tractor work this afternoon.
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