The farm is about 2 hours northwest of home–in the far northwest corner of the state. When we first arrived, we were invited to begin setting up a camp with the others—just down the grassy path past the barn, the goats, and the chickens. It was a nice setting with picnic shelter, fire ring, composting toilet not far beyond the garden, a cob oven, and good friends.
With camp set, we met our host for the next day and a half—Randy—a really nice guy with a lot to share about organic farming, community, and living close to the Earth. He explained to us where everything was, the basic guidelines to enjoy a safe visit, and laid out the plan for our time on the farm.
Going green doesn’t start with doing green acts — it starts with a shift in consciousness. This shift allows you to recognize that with every choice you make, you are voting either for or against the kind of world you wish to see. When you assume this as a way of being, your choices become easier.
– Ian Somerhalderour
Over the course of our visit, we toured the farm, learned about its history and its eccentric owner, Farmer John. We helped with chores (the kids loved it), milked a goat, fed pigs, chickens, and ducks, collected eggs, learned about beekeeping, ate organic vegetables right out of the field, and learned about the methods used to run a community supported organic farm.
One thing I found interesting was the focus everyone at the farm had on feeding the soil. If you feed the soil, they said, the soil feeds the plants, which makes for healthy plants and healthful food, which makes for healthier happier people. The traditional farm across the road doesn’t feed the soil. It only focuses on the plant, we learned. This seemingly small detail makes all the difference in the world. I never felt soil like that at Angelic Organics. I held it in my hand. It was black, and rich, and smelled like the Earth. We learned that a handful of healthy organic soil can contain over 5 billion organisms—nearly the population of humans on this planet. This was all at once staggering and humbling. It stuck with me.
Between the epiphanies and the chickens, we also had some good-ole-fashioned camp fun, cooking [veggie] wieners over the fire, eating shmores, talking and laughing, and playing. It rained that night, but the tent stayed dry enough, and the next morning we all enjoyed a breakfast of farm-fresh, organic, free-range eggs. After some more fun, the kids made ice cream with the goats milk they collected earlier.
Finally, Randy brought us all together for closing circle, to share what we had all learned during our time there and to remind us of the importance of community. There was something special about Angelic Organics. I know we’ll be returning again soon.