Saying that, this life does occasionally have a touch of real life in my otherwise fantastic set up. My eye that was hit by the tail of a cow -- specifically Dinah 2.0 -- had a bit of a trauma. Three weeks ago the retina detached and had to be repaired. I expected all to be good and fine; most of my life always has been. Alas, the surgery was unsuccessful and I am heading back in next week in an attempt to reattach the retina again.
I am trying to find some grand lesson here. Something along the lines of 'even in this little garden of Eden a few snakes lie in the grass', or ' adult life is more than simply picking red, ripe, luscious strawberries and sitting in the sun with the dogs and eating them one by one'. I think the best lesson is 'shit happens'.
Although my physical being has been top on my list this past few days, what is truly more exciting is my cheese. I started making cheese officially two and a half months ago and I finally love what I am making. The cheese is ripening nicely, the center filled with a golden, smooth texture, the rind white and firm without over drying. The flavor is nice, full and a bit salty. Not sure that I smell mushroom and truffles and earth, but I am not sure that I could even if it was there.
The labels are at the printers, the bar code set up, the trays of cheese ripening in the coolers. I expect to begin selling these little white disks around town little by little. So far they are on the menu at The Corson Building in Georgetown and John Sundstrom at Lark has asked for a box full for his great restaurant. I am not sure where this project will take me, but I am enjoying the process; milking the cows, making the cheese, and selling it to great people. With a bit of luck I will be able to see it all a bit clearer in the weeks to come.
Dearest Kurt! This being my first visit to your fine blog, and being so out of touch for so long, I had no idea of the challenges you have been wading through.
ReplyDeleteI had read your 'normal' and happy FB notes today, gathering folks at the grocery? store, in order to share some cheese samples, of yours, or one of your friends.
Just happened to decide to look up Kurt WOOD FARMS this evening, and have read the painful excerpts.
As you have not posted anything for a month, I am very very hopeful that your injured eye may be fully healed?? My biggest wishes that it has!
INDEED, the 'shit happens' summary is most appropos - just ain't that the truth! Whether in city or countryside . . .
Big hugs, and love to you!
Genevieve