Glen Highland Farm Summer Camp

I'm exhausted. When is the period over? This has been an amazing learning experience. After the first two days I thought I'd gotten in over my head, but then the tide began to shift, the bickering began to stop, and the kids gained focus, determination, and purpose and camp got fun. I've been running and biking with the kids everyday. They tolerate my horrid basketball "skills" and I praise their ability to not drown in 3 ft of water wearing life vests. Old Man Bemis was told around the fire last night and visited the cabin soon after. I've never laughed like I did this morning when I awoke to find 6 city kids crammed in two beds to thwart the ghost of Bemis. The first session ends on Wednesday and I'll miss almost all of them. Can't wait to see their final performance with their dogs.

My Fleet

The UnFixables

The View

Zee. One of the many lucky ones... I love her.

At Spring Farm Sanctuary... Lots of cats...

and horses

and donkeys

and more horses

and kids connecting.

A Summer Morning on the Ranch

Though diminutive, I've come to love our little piece of America. There are no Republicans here at least.

Our first garden "trinket" from Drumms... Go big or go home.

a QUICK trip to Ohio

Pat's sweet new ride

Sarah's cannoli in Kent

I promised Gigi that I'd protect her identity. Kent after lunch at Taco Tontos

Beauty, even at the Akron slum house

Who says Medina's gotten too snooty?

Fire-architecture. Just one of my talents

A bold sky

MOUNTAIN BIKING!!!

"Get a bicycle. You will not regret it if you live." Mark Twain

I never miss my brothers more than when I am riding. Here are some pictures to tempt you two to come ride with me. Ian, Cornell, IC, SUNY Cortland; these fine schools are all at your disposal from Brooktondale. Just saying.

I wrecked here in a manner that'd've made Ian proud.

Drivin' fast on dirt roads, rockin out to Ulysses.

Well I sit and hear sentimental footsteps
Then a voice say, "Hi, so?
So what you got, what you got this time?
Come on, let's get high"

Come on, Lexo, what you got next-o?
Walk twenty-five miles-o
Well I'm bored, I'm bored
Come on, let's get high

Well I found a new way
I found a new way
Come on, don't amuse me
I don't need your sympathy

La, la-la-la-la
Ulysses
I've found a new way

I've found a new way, baby

Drive outta the woods to be greeted by beautiful little fluffy clouds. lalalalala

Pictures from Glen Highland Farm

I will be working at Glen Highland Farm in August as a counselor and naturalist (and apparently a bike mechanic). They have a camp each summer that brings at risk kids from NYC, the Bronx, and Newark out to the country. The program revolves around the rescued border collies that the farm saves, heals, and adopts out year round. To see more about the farm click here.

I took a trip out there on Tuesday and what follows are some of my pictures.

Quick Update

Sarah's picture of one of the many woodpeckers visiting one of our many feeders. Note the tail used for balance and the grip of those zygodactyl toes.

Radishes. Starting to get food from the garden

Sprocket

Working on the 'ol Trek 8700

Sweating like a pig wearing a buffalo coat in the Amazon

Datura of some kind

Two of the three varieties of garlic we've harvested

Finally got the bird hotel in. Garden to come...tomorrow?

Detail of deer's nasal cavity. Deceased.