On October 12th ... in Quaker-ish fashion, surrounded by our family, we married.
I now post on ... billstearman.com This site remains and mostly documents my life as a farmer. I now identify as a quilt maker. ... ... Here, in my own quiet little space on the web ... I'll share my sheepish thoughts ... and some of my quilts ... with the world ... or at least with anyone who is interested ... :-)
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
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Catching Up ... August
Well, it has been a LONG while, but I am determined to update this blog to reflect the wonderful changes in my life!
Willow Garden Farm was sold on August 15th.
I thought that might bother me, but I sold it to a woman from BC who feels the same way about the land ... and about sustainable agriculture. With the help of her wonderful family, they will plant trees and gardens for organic fruit and vegetable production.
It felt more like I was handing over stewardship of the farm, rather than selling it.
I MIGHT miss the sheep, but I figure there are enough friends with Willow Garden animals for me to get a 'fix' whenever I need it ... :-)
When the farm was sold, a lots of things were given away and many more things went into temporary storage. Then I moved, with the reminder of my possessions, to Toronto (East York) to live with the man of my dreams ... Larry Tayler.
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Saturday, May 04, 2013
More ... Catching Up On My Life!
Well, once again, the sign is up on my farm and I am working hard with my agent to get it sold.
Here is the link to the sale page ...
I'm not sure where I will be moving to, or even what city. Miraculously, I have fallen deeply and madly in love with a wonderful man who intends to teach in Toronto for one more year. We are getting married on October 12th, 2013 (Thanksgiving Weekend), so I expect that I'll be moving to East York until we can find the perfect retirement property in Picton.
But more details on all of that in another post ...
Life IS good!
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Monday, March 25, 2013
Catching Up On My Life ... Continued
... and so began the process of winding down Willow Garden ...
I sold my chicken coop and a LOT of the fencing that I had used to separate the various breeds and species of birds, in order to make the farm more feasible for a variety of uses. The day that a young couple winched the coop on to a trailer and drove away with it was wonderful! Science, and youth in action!
My wonderful kids and their families showed up to paint the out buildings one weekend. What a transformation!
And after MUCH cleaning, tossing, and de-cluttering ... Willow Garden was listed.
In September, the last sheep left the farm, leaving me with just four egg layer hens!
I didn't get the place listed very early last summer, and before I knew it, Winter was approaching. I did not want to move in the snow, so I rented out the main part of the house and moved into my wonderful 'Grandpa Flat' for the Winter.
This is also about the time when I decided that I'd like to fall madly in love just one more time ... and I began the process of dating with the intent to find a life partner. Oh boy did I kiss my share of toads! ... lol.
Don't get me wrong, I only dated nice guys ... and I have a few good friends as a result of the process ... but I didn't meet my Frog Prince.
Through all of this journey I was supported by some wonderful friends ... and my totally loving and supportive family. I could never adequately express the love and gratitude that I feel for this group of people.
I finally decided to just stop kissing toads, and live my life as it was presented to me.
That turned out to be an awesome decision ...
... to be continued
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Sunday, March 10, 2013
Catching Up On My Life ...
Where to begin? There is really no start to this story ... and I'm hoping no end, at least not in the near future ... so, I guess I'll just start.
A year ago right about now, Willow Garden was in full swing ... and the rhythm had no sign of changing.
I had my beautiful, wee, A2/A2 Dexter cattle ...
Whiskers, who had a polled bull calf ...
Winka, who had a horned bull calf ...
and Midhill Ziek, the polled bull that I imported from the US.
I was also about to start lambing with my little flock of Shetland sheep. For the most part, these girls were the best of the best, retained from years of selective breeding for fine fleeces and Shetland type.
One of my favourites was Jean Harlowe. This is the ewe that was born the night that Gene died. Her ram lamb this year was totally stunning and ended up in Nova Scotia as a flock sire.
Another of my favourites was from Kathy Baker's breeding. This ewe had strong UK AI genetics and her twin lambs were stunning Katmoget's. Actually, all of the lambs this year were stunning.
I also had 100 egg layer chicks coming to make a new layer flock for Fall.
And, of course, I had Otis and all of the love comes from him.
Life was good.
But, I spent more and more time sitting in a chair and trying to find the motivation to get up and look after my animals and my life. I just lacked the motivation to care. Most days, if I said 'Life is good!' enough times and with enough enthusiasm, and if I let that enthusiasm and positive attitude become the focus of my day ... then I could get out of that chair and get on with it.
Interestingly, a very dear friend, who knows me better than I know myself it seems, told me that she could always tell how I was 'doing' just by how much effort I put into convincing the world that 'Life is good'.
I'm not saying that life wasn't good. I'm not saying that it isn't good now. And I'm certainly not saying that life won't be good in the future.
What I AM doing, is describing a pretty classic case of depression. Something was seriously missing in my life ... and, rather than deal with what was missing, I lost myself in Willow Garden and stayed so busy that I didn't have to take any responsibility for the direction and condition of my life.
Fortunately, my depression was not physiological. I realized that it was time for me to do something if I was ever going to snap out of this and move on.
At the Celebration of Gene's Life, I mentioned that when Gene died, I was left with a gaping hole in my heart'.
I realized that I had not made a lot of progress in filling that hole. As long as I kept on with what had started as a shared dream for Gene and I ... then I couldn't move on and begin to fill that hole. I decided that it was time for some major changes in my life and thus I began the process of selling the animals and the farm.
And so began the winding down of Willow Garden ... and the beginning of a new and exciting chapter in my life.
... to be continued.
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