I had a chance to go and visit the farm again, albeit just to stay over night in the camper. We went to see the Zegota reunion show at a new collective space in Greensboro, NC called The Hive. The show was streamed live online and also saved for viewing later.

It was amazing to see a billion people that I knew, some that I haven’t seen in years. I don’t know if it was the bands or the new space that brought people out, but there were plenty of folks to go around. We got back to the farm at 2:30 in the morning, just in time to put on every item of clothing we had in order to get warm. It wasn’t too terribly cold, but 38 degrees in a big steel and aluminum box can seem colder than it is.

The last time we visited there were still leaves on most of the trees. Now they are mostly gone, the trees standing bear even as the temperatures creep back into the seventies. Winter in the South can be very strange.

The neighbor plowed in their plot of field corn, carefully navigating the newly staked property line. The red clay was stiff and hard to crumble this morning; every time I visit I have to grab of fistful of dirt and mash it around in my hands.

We are trying to decide where to build our house. I am partial to this spot as it gets some good Winter sun.

The view of the roof of old well from inside the camper…

And the oak that towers over it…