January 2015 - this is a rough draft, with much more info coming soon.....
Do you ever wonder what life is like on an organic vegetable farm? Do you have a desire to learn about growing and distributing healthy vegetables and fruits? Do you yearn to make an impact in local food justice? How about gaining experience in community-based consensus decision making? Mustard Seed Community farm would be a great place for you and we have great opportunities for interns this 2015 season.
this month's potluck at the Pink Lady house
potluck dinner at 6pm, followed by movie bits and discussion
Friday January 9, 6-8pm. Excerpts from a movie about haiti, labor, fair trade and more
Mustard Seed Community Farm winter events
Nicholas is back in town this week, after months in New York City working with Habitat for Humanity. Nate and Nicholas and I were working on the farm today, a beautiful sunny, not very windy, cold Iowa day.
What; Benefit Opportunity for Mustard Seed Farm
Where; Worldly Goods, downtown Ames store specializing in beautifully made, fairly traded items from around the world. See http://www.worldlygoods.org/
When; Wed. Nov 19th from 4-7 p.m.
Why; Share of all proceed from sales during this time to benefit Mustard Seed Farm
Mustard Seed Community Farm has 3 big things to relay today; 1) volunteer workday this Sat. Oct. 25, 2) leaf donation request and 3) 1st winter potluck announcement. Hope you can help or join us for one or all of these activities. Thanks, Nate (515-231-2002).
1) Volunteer Day, Sat. Oct. 25th from 9 am to 5 pm.
-Its garlic planting time and we have a huge need for workers to help make it happen. We have a lot of garlic to plant and mulch - its an exciting event. Come for all day, or morning/afternoon. We'll take a break for lunch around 11:30.
CIDER PRESSING -
Saturday Oct. 4th from 1-5. Bring as many apples as you want or can and we'll have a big pressing with our big old fashioned hand turned press and make cider you can bring home.
More details in coming weeks, but start locating some apple sources (lots of people have trees they would be happy to share if you pick em). THIS WON"T HAPPEN UNLESS YOU BRING YOUR OWN APPLES!!!!!!! We only have a few at the farm, and having to outsource our own.
Thanks, sure hope to see you, its been beautiful at the farm!
Its fall for sure now! We've had a frost and plants are either recovering or toast. We've had a lot of rain for this time of of year, but now are starting to finally dry out which is necessary for many activities on the farm. Could still use some warm weather. A lot of tomatoes out there still!
We could definitely absolutely still need some help from volunteers to get us through the fall season as we our interns have left and many of our student farmers are back in school.
Saturday, 9/27, from 1-5
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Sep 2 at 1:54 PM
Hope you can make it to our last summer potluck and discussion on Friday with Rebekka Brown leading about coexistence of GMO and organic agriculture. It'll be a good one! 6:00 potluck and 7:00 discussion. Rain or shine.
Also, please come work with us from 2-5 p.m. on Saturday (9/6) afternoon!
Would love to see you there.
-Nate 515 231 2002
Mustard Seed Community Farm
366 W Ave
Ames IA 50014
Northeast Boone County, 7 miles west of Story City
2 miles west of R38 on E18, south on W 1/2 mile
Resilient Seed Saving: Re-storing Our Skills and Our Caches
Saturday August 16, 1 to 4 PM
Mustard Seed Community Farm
366 W Ave
Ames, IA 50014
Important note on the location;
Do not trust navigator and internet map sources - it keeps sending folks to the wrong place. mMake sure you are
headed northwest of Ames (about 10 miles north of ames), west of Story City, just south of E-18. Also
note that W Ave does not go through north of Hwy 30 - take Hwy 17 or
R38 north from 30.
([of most of our summer interns' stay-ed.])
HELLO! This is Mary Zheng, intern living in the RV for the summer.
If you’ve ever sat in a classroom, you know the drill: in the beginning, everyone sits on a first come, first serve basis, but by the third weed, the kid who wears his puke green high school graduation shirt 75% of the week sits to your right and the girl who starts every question with ‘I’ve got a question—actually, I’ve got three…’ sits to your left. This is carved in stone. But there’s always that one fateful day when you enter the classroom to see someone else in your seat. You begrudgingly sit in the closest empty seat, but you end up taking someone else’s seat, and now the whole feng shui of the room is ruined.
Not so at Mustard Seed. I’ve been here for ten weeks, and nobody has once taken my seat at the dinner table. It’s because nobody has a specific spot at the table—how could you when there’s a different number of people eating at each meal? There’s a constant flow of people coming and going, whether they be workshop attendees, workday volunteers, mysterious WOOFERs, or Franciscan nuns (but to be fair, that was only once).
Although our lack of permanent seating arrangements is in my opinion the mark of our strong community, somehow I feel like I’ve been a part of a (slightly dysfunctional but ever so loving) family. People talk about how Mustard Seed is a community farm—and it is—but the truth is, when you hang around here long enough, you become part of the family.
This summer, the family has consisted of Claire Boeke, who hates mushrooms and isn’t too good at this whole love thing; Clare Roberts, who requires seven sleep cycles to be well-rested and seven sneezes before she’s done; Abby Jeske, savior of all animals and master of the poop bucket; Elena Ingram, who can’t yell but also can’t whisper and, as a resident of Ames, is our reliable connection to civilization, and myself. These ladies have grown from strangers into my sisters, with Nate and Alice protecting us from pesticide air-raids, teaching us their scrupulous ways of weeding, and providing us with lots of work, Swiss chard, and love.
Maybe it’s because I’ve grown up as an only child, but this summer has been absolutely splendid, and it’s all because I’ve felt like I’ve been a part of a large family. I don’t know if it’s waking each other up on harvest mornings (because one of us inevitably presses snooze a one too many times), rejoicing together at the amount of sugar brought to us in dessert form at every potluck (bless your souls), or later regretting eating four servings of those brownies, but whatever it is about this farm has turned us into something much closer than mere co-workers.
Now that I’m at the end of my stay here, I’d love to say that nobody could take my place (at the table), but the nature of Mustard Seed has made it so that I never even had my own place. I was and always will be a part of something much larger than myself—something that I will both carry and share with others through my thoughts and actions, whether they be weeding the side of W Ave so the milkweeds grow taller, donating portions of my future garden to friends or strangers in need, or just sharing consolations and desolations with those around my table. I’ll see you again, Mustard Seed, and when I do, I’ll kick every one’s @$$ at futbol. GOL!!!!!!