Colborne, Ontario
Two Farms, The City
There we lay among the red trillium—careful not to damage, as they are not only the provincial flower, but an endangered species—under a huge hemlock with shady cedars all around. The presence of no bugs made it heaven, while Vayu, the wind-god, set some trees in dancing motion. We didn't want to leave the spot.
Jai Chaitanya was our guide and owner of the forest, which was set very recessed from Old Shelter Valley Road. One of our purposes was to harvest fiddle-heads, but unfortunately we were about three days late. The delicious green curlicues, which sprout out of the ground, had unwound themselves to be the ferns they’re supposed to be. We spotted more patches of trillium, this time pure white. Also, a wild turkey strut across the hayfield, sensing us as intruders in his wilderness territory.
It was all about nature. We won't fail to mention the new calf born last Saturday.
"Coyotes do come around," said Jai, but no harm yet. Adrien, on the other hand, on his farm up the road said, "They got some of our sheep."
Adrian runs Kaley farms where kale is grown, harvested, cleaned, dried and dipped in flavoured cashew dip. His product is distributed all across the country. He is entrepreneurial—a great farmer/businessman. He is also a protector of the animals, like Jai.
Back to the city where preparations/decorations are underway for an event tomorrow—an upanayanam, something like a bar-mitzvah for boys. The highlight will be kirtan, chanting, the usual lovely truth.
May the Source be with you!
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