OMG MY THIGHS.
May. 19th, 2009 05:15 pmAka: Planting onions is fun!
Yesterday was basically Onion Day. The folks at Cedar Circle were waiting for the new people - including me - to start before they planted the onions, so right after we finished the orientation and signed papers and stuff, it was onion time. For eight hours. *dies*
This morning, my thighs and the small of my back wanted to kill me. Today, thankfully, was much more varied - there was corn seeding and greenhouse set-up and tomato moving and asparagus weeding - but I still can't go up or down stairs without making horrible faces and stumbling like a drunk.
Fortunately, it's actually pretty worth it. Even though the onions were dreadful and I may never eat an onion again, it was wonderful to dig my hands into the ground, to get dirty and lightly sunburnt and touch growing things. And today was even better. There's something viscerally satisfying about weeding, especially when what you're pulling up is grass - it comes out in hunks with bundles of roots, and then you get to beat the dirt out of it. Something about being at Cedar Circle changes me a little, in peculiar ways; there was a spider on one of the flats I was seeding, and I just kind of flicked it off. Like, I stuck my finger in a small space with a spider, and then touched it. It was sort of crazy.
I also got a whole ton of straw down my ... down my shirt, let's say, with the understanding that it got into some very uncomfortable places. That was less than fun.
Still, I was strangely calm and pleased as I left this afternoon, feeling a lot of goodwill toward the world - the sky was very blue, it was pleasantly warm, I still had dirt on my hands and my jeans and my face, it was just a little breezy. Probably it was mostly endorphins. :D
Anyway, if I can keep from falling asleep, I should do paperwork. Awesome.
Yesterday was basically Onion Day. The folks at Cedar Circle were waiting for the new people - including me - to start before they planted the onions, so right after we finished the orientation and signed papers and stuff, it was onion time. For eight hours. *dies*
This morning, my thighs and the small of my back wanted to kill me. Today, thankfully, was much more varied - there was corn seeding and greenhouse set-up and tomato moving and asparagus weeding - but I still can't go up or down stairs without making horrible faces and stumbling like a drunk.
Fortunately, it's actually pretty worth it. Even though the onions were dreadful and I may never eat an onion again, it was wonderful to dig my hands into the ground, to get dirty and lightly sunburnt and touch growing things. And today was even better. There's something viscerally satisfying about weeding, especially when what you're pulling up is grass - it comes out in hunks with bundles of roots, and then you get to beat the dirt out of it. Something about being at Cedar Circle changes me a little, in peculiar ways; there was a spider on one of the flats I was seeding, and I just kind of flicked it off. Like, I stuck my finger in a small space with a spider, and then touched it. It was sort of crazy.
I also got a whole ton of straw down my ... down my shirt, let's say, with the understanding that it got into some very uncomfortable places. That was less than fun.
Still, I was strangely calm and pleased as I left this afternoon, feeling a lot of goodwill toward the world - the sky was very blue, it was pleasantly warm, I still had dirt on my hands and my jeans and my face, it was just a little breezy. Probably it was mostly endorphins. :D
Anyway, if I can keep from falling asleep, I should do paperwork. Awesome.