Wednesday, October 9, 2013

I thought we were farmers

Every now and then I feel like we are making strides toward true farmerhood. For example, today, I managed to erect a few more bamboo poles for my elaborate bean lattice, and plant a few seeds with the girls. I felt good. I felt that I had gotten a lot done...until later on that day, we went noni picking at the home of a family of brothers who have welcomed us to take as much as we want. These brothers raise fish in the gutter beside their house, keep wild bees for honey, raise crabs, raise chickens and ducks, and on top of all that, plant and sell pumpkins, and much more, I'm sure.

The one brother (below) who welcomed us to his noni trees (above), caught some fish for us to take home. 

Then, after explaining how to get bees to move into a man-made hive, quickly disappeared and came back with a bottle of liquid gold. To give away such a scarce resource as raw honey indicates a kind of generosity that I have yet to attain.
The youngest brother invited us to watch him feed their crabs with chopped up fish.

This kind can fetch a pretty high price. They have fur on their claws.

For supper, we feasted on delicious fresh fish. 

Before and After

These skeleton instruments were inspired by Pingu.

We are inspired by this family's resourcefulness. Maybe someday we will be able to add crustaceans to our list of animal husbandry. Maybe someday we'll have our own supply of wild honey. Maybe we'll have a cow and some goats someday!

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