Oh how the years go by…
I don’t mean to be divisive in this post, but thought I’d give a shout out to some of our loyalties, and discuss what dilemmas this brings to us here on the farm. Here is a piece of history to introduce these:
Mr. and Mrs. Hubbard met at Oregon State University back in the day, and came back to take over the family farm before graduation. Most of their siblings attended OSU too, one of whom went on to eventually work at John Deere. As a result, the Hubbard family invested in quality, John Deere farm equipment, on which most Hubbard children would learn to drive, and some of which remains in use on the farm today. Of those Hubbard children, 2 more went on to complete their education at Oregon State as well. No matter what state you reside in, you must be familiar with the intense inner-state rivalry that exists between schools, and for Oregon, that rivalry involves Oregon State University (The Beavers – orange and black) and University of Oregon (The Ducks – green and gold). We, quite obviously, are devout Beaver fans in this household. Not only do we attribute this to our long list of family alums, but also our appreciation for their more conservative, agricultural base. While one sister was a student there, we helped prepare for the game in exchange for free tickets to the football game. We laughed as we observed their John Deere Gator, painted in orange and black, like a Kubota (oh the shame)! Just like Ford vs. Chevy, the same rivalry exists between farm equipment… Kubota (or any other for that matter) vs. John Deere. And our obvious pick is for the John Deere! But the colors… We love that green and gold on a John Deere tractor, but it can be rather embarrassing when on an Oregon State vehicle at a Civil War game!
These days, while we’d love to continue our support for that beautiful John Deere farm equipment, we just can’t quite afford it. And thus, we have invested in some of the lesser orange and black stuff. The John Deere version of Mr. Hubbard’s new farm ride would be called a “gator.” But since we couldn’t justify such a purchase, and in order to maintain a sense of loyalty and pride, we have renamed our new addition… “The Beaver.”Already, this piece of farm equipment has joined the ranks in educating our children. I was rather surprised this morning to witness our youngest of the local progeny all by himself behind the wheel of “The Beaver.” At five years old, he was able to back that baby up, and turn it around, driving it back to his mentor (aka Grandpa) as directed. With his older brother in school full time this year, he’s become Grandpa’s full time apprentice, taking it all in and learning by leaps and bounds! It’s a shame he has to go to school next year… Grandpa has appreciated the extra help. Ironically, it’s the young one with his boundless energy and developing work ethic (learned from Grandpa) that now has Grandpa begging for a few more breaks!
“What’s next Grandpa?” He asks. “We need to get outside and get back to work!”
We believe that one’s education is naturally advanced by a life on the farm. Us farm kids never needed a sex-ed class to learn where babies come from! And, they don’t appear to need a driver’s-ed class to learn how to drive either. That stuff is for 5 year olds, silly!
What’s New On The Farm:
Our cow has grown, in size and number! She was lonely on her own, despite our attempts to keep her company…
So we have added a black angus to our ranks, “Patty” (for hamburger patty, of course). They’ve become fast friends, despite their racial differences.
In the garden:
Mr. Hubbard tilled things under about a month ago, and the crops are in: tomatoes, a variety of squash, peppers, beans, corn, onions, garlic, berries, chard, broccoli, melons… You name it! He’s trying to downsize things a bit this year, yet somehow we still have 6 different garden patches in the rotation.
What’s picking, and what’s in the Garden Shed:
- We’ve been picking some nice asparagus this spring! Not enough to sell, but enough to enjoy
- In the shed, we’ve got free-range farm eggs, walnuts, chard, and rhubarb (call and we’ll pick it fresh)