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15/7: San Francisco is full of parks. The biggest is the Golden Gate Park. I took Sarah and Derek with me and met up with the girls for a Sunday walk among the ponds and trees. And here these lovely girls had to leave me and return to the farm. Saying goodbye was not easy. AfterContinue reading “Chapter 267: A day in the park”

14/7: You never know what you may find on the streets of the Mission. While doing some window shopping on Valencia Street, we happened upon a queue of people. They were all standing in line for this small red cart decorated with paintings of pigeons. Noah, Eric’s roommate, who had joined our little group somewhereContinue reading “Chapter 266: The Valencia street pie cart”

14/7: My date of departure from Duckworth Farm happened to coincide with a weekend. And as it happened, neither Anne nor Abbie had ever been to San Francisco. So, they decided to come with me and visit this beautiful city. And me, being the two-time veteran by now, I became their personal guide, up and downContinue reading “Chapter 265: Being the tourist guide in San Francisco”

Mr. P driving the big tractor. He still feels kind of ambivalent towards big machines, even though he really enjoyed riding on Kermit’s motorcycle at Whiskey Creek Farm. He will probably not become a farmer when he grows up. But something Mr. P really liked was the strawberries. He thought they went so well together,Continue reading “Chapter 264: Mr. P the farmer”

June and July: The three farms that I worked at during my five months in North America were connected to the WWOOF network. World Wide Opportunities at Organic Farms. Little did I know, when leaving Sweden in March, that they would also give me world wide opportunitieas to make new friends. Well, to be honest,Continue reading “Chapter 263: World wide opportunities to make new friends”

July: But I didn’t spend all my time in Sonoma County at the farm or in Sebastopol. I also got the chance to visit some of the other cute towns in this extremely exclusive part of the world.   In Petaluma, the houses looked almost like on the hills of San Francisco, and the ArtContinue reading “Chapter 262: In other parts of the county”

June and July: Duckworth Farm was really a beautiful place. Harvest. Pax and Troubles, fighting over a stick by one of the ponds. The restroom in the barn. Sandra, enjoying the afternoon sun. The view from Lorri’s porch. Pax by the upper pond. On a bench underneath this tree, I read the final chapters ofContinue reading “Chapter 261: Picturesque Duckworth Farm”

June and July: But the Duckworth’s didn’t only have four wonderful dogs. They had a little bit of everything, just as a real, old school farm should. There were eight horses and two ponies in this beautiful green stable. The donkey was tiny and charming but stubborn, like donkeys generally are, and called Squeaky. YouContinue reading “Chapter 260: The other animals at Duckworth Farm”

June and July: Some afternoons, when the stable chores and the weeding and picking was done, we would gather in the kitchen and be taught how to cook or bake. Lorri was passionate about food, and Snazzy, one of her daughters, had a culinary collage degree. So they were both very knowledgable in the kitchen,Continue reading “Chapter 259: The Duckworth culinary wwoofer education programme”

June and July: The dogs at Time Out Farms got me warmed up, but it was the four dogs at Duckworth Farm that finalized my total change of heart. Especially the beautiful little lady dog Troubles.   I’ve never really had anything against dogs, I’ve just always prefered horses. I felt that they had soContinue reading “Chapter 258: My new best friend, the dog”