Greetings from Cottage Grove!
Today I woke up at Sweet Springs Family Farm in central Oregon. When I first arrived Wednesday I entered the property as I would a home in the canyon—walking in through the facade and observing my AirBNB accommodations much like a hotel room. It wasn’t until the next morning, after a very strong pot of coffee, did I begin to explore my surroundings.
This isn’t my first time on a farm. Around 15 or so years ago I lived with a real deal farmer from Kansas. She convinced me to visit her family for a few days—I think she had to beg them not to put me to work in the fields. I was game and they would have me, except I couldn’t drive a tractor. (On a real farm everyone works at least six days a week.)
But back to the adorable little farm in Cottage G. Once I set out of my dwelling to explore the world of Sweet Springs, my experience became almost three-dimensional. The smell of the flowers, grass, and wood. The sounds of dogs, pigs, ducks, chicken, and of course a rooster. “Cock-a-doodle-doo” all day long.
I walked up a hill into a thick forest, then to a swimming hole at the local river. I sat listening to the flow of this far away world—light, color, sound. For a few moments it was magical. I let myself become enchanted.
Happily.
Here’s some music for your holiday weekend. Enjoy.
The Idelic Hit of the Week: Ariel Pink – Another Weekend
