It’s Decorative Gourd Season!

Maybe it’s weird to be making plans for the future in the fall. Everything around us is dying back. Once screaming-intensity desert temperatures are suddenly dropping into the 30s at night. Scarves have  been busted out, as well as handknit wool sweaters smelling of cedar. Hell, we had our first fire last night – and it was delightful.

However, a new life plan has manifested itself as of late, and I think it’s a damn good one. My new plan is to offer whatever services I can (aka whore myself out) to all the people I think are doing super-fantastic things in this town until one of them either hires me or adopts me… OR I learn enough that I decide I can move forward with my own thing. At the very least, I will meet people who I think are doing awesome things, learn a ton from them, and maybe, just maybe, make something out of it. At the worst? Well, I don’t really think there’s a downside, to be honest.

With that in mind, I’ve volunteered my time twice so far over at Big City Farms Indianapolis and had an awesome time. I’m hoping I can continue picking Matthew’s (head farmer/owner) brain about how he’s gone into business for himself and, well, everything there is to know about farming an urban plot. Right… I’m sure that would take me my whole life. In addition to gleaning these nuggets of wisdom, though, I’ve also been enjoying sharing stories about plucking turkeys, what happens to the chickens when young couples break up, missing the caramel apples of old handed out at Halloween, and how jumping into piles of leaves really is what a six-year-old should be most excited about re: fall.

On Thursday, I worked a full eight hours at my job, but I didn’t really feel as though I had accomplished much until I got to the farm and spent a few hours weeding. I think that’s saying a lot.

So yeah – new life plan: surround myself with awesome people, doing awesome things that I want to be doing, too. Seems simple, right? How did it take me so long to get here?

20120920. Big City Farms Indianapolis.

I came out on Thursday to start weeding the “disaster zone” by myself… and I was super excited to be able to take a few shots of the space without feeling like a total creep/dork. And yet, I still feel like a creep posting these shots.

20120920. Big City Farms Indianapolis.

It’s the quintessential urban farm plot: bordered on one side by the highway and an old factory-turned-antiques mart, a view of the skyline in the background, and a very active, noisy train bordering the other side. I kept thinking, “It’s so peaceful,” and then a giant semi would go wailing past on the highway. Ah, nature.

I also discovered today that just past those train tracks is Flat 12 Brewery, which makes fantastic beers (like Sushi Saison, a delicious Belgian IPA, a cherry stout that almost required chewing as you ingested it, and… some others I can’t remember because I sampled a few too many this afternoon).

20120922. A true lady always leaves lipstick stains on her plastic glass.

When we got home, it was time for the chickens to have some outdoor time of their own.

20120922. We hang. Me and my best bitch on a Saturday evening.

My favorite bitch, Beaker, came to chill in the late afternoon sun. She really does get this cozy every time I hang with her.

20120922. Me and Little Red.

Little Red is still quite little. We’re beginning to think she might be a bantam.

20120922. Boo.

Boo in high relief.

20120922. Dino Puppy says HEEEEY.

Dino Puppy, coming in for her closeup.

And this about sums up how I feel about my whole new life plan:
20120920. Happy!P.S. I almost forgot the whole point of this post. Would you like to read my favorite piece of prose related to fall and the changing seasons? Warning: it’s delightfully FILTHY in the language department. “It’s Decorative Gourd Season, M*therf*ckers,” by Colin Nissan.

9 thoughts on “It’s Decorative Gourd Season!

  1. I love, love, love your life plan plans and have so much respect for you for getting out there and doing something that makes you happy. You deserve only the best, and I’m glad you’re going for it. I love you so much. I can’t wait to hear more about it when I see you in person!

    I’m not going to lie, Beaker is still my fave, but those ladies of yours are so full of personality! I shouldn’t be surprised by that honestly, but it translates so well in photos.

    M*therf*cking Fall, b*tches! I loved it.

    • It’s hard to pinpoint a favorite line or paragraph from that wonderful piece of magical prose, but this one always makes me guffaw: “The next thing I’m going to do is carve one of the longer gourds into a perfect replica of the Mayflower as a shout-out to our Pilgrim forefathers. Then I’m going to do lines of blow off its hull with a hooker. Why? Because it’s not summer, it’s not winter, and it’s not spring. Grab a calendar and pull your fucking heads out of your asses; it’s fall, fuckers.”

      I mean, really?! Amazing.

      And thank you, love. I love my new life plan, too, and I’ve been so excited that I’ve actually gotten responses from both the farmers I’ve reached out to at this point. I mean, I’m just some random person, so it builds my faith in the awesomeness and openness of people to be able to so easily access them and hopefully help them out. I can’t wait to tell you more in person SOON, I hope!

      I’m excited for both our futures. :)

  2. First, thank you for sharing that beautiful piece of f*cking prose. I laughed so hard I cried. And then I shared it on Facebook.

    Secondly, hurrah for your new life plan! Despite everything rotting and dying, autumn always feels like the beginning of a new year to me, even more so than New Year’s. It’s the perfect time for a fresh start or to begin a new project.

    Thirdly, I love that you refer to Beaker as your “favourite bitch.” That’s just plain awesome.

    • YES! Share the love of that filthy piece of autumnal goodness! I actually read the entire thing out loud to Chris Saturday night (pausing in between paragraphs to guffaw).

      I’m glad I’m not the only one who feels that way about fall. First, it really is my favorite time of year. But I also think I plan out projects and what-not in the fall even more than in the spring (or at least on par with spring plans) – it’s just that they are indoor plans (knitting projects, painting the closets, etc.). I’m hoping this volunteering thing continues and these awesome people don’t mind me tagging along. :)

  3. Whenever I get chickens, I will tell them straight up that they’re going to cuddle with me like Beaker cuddles with you. I’m going to give them my sinister stare. And then they’ll love me.

    Boy. Sounds like I’m planning on being a chicken dictator. Actually, I’m just really intent on having lovey chickens.

    • Chicken dictator! I love it – except it’s also a little bit like a junior high chicken dictator, interested in being loved and part of the in-crowd. “Look, chickens. You WILL love me. I will hang out with you until you think I’m awesome!” Or maybe that was just my junior high experience.

      They are all lovely in their own ways (I used to be able to put Dino Puppy to sleep by rubbing her back and her back haunches), but Beaker… Well, she’s the chick who lived. And we love her for it. Even when she was a wee babe, she was everyone’s favorite.

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