finding a purpose is rough, people

back from the goat dairy, one of my potential winter projects.

it was easy for me to fall into feeling at home on the dairy. the first morning i was there, i dehydrated a bunch of red peppers and all day you could smell them immediately upon opening the door; as well as whatever else was cooking. there was a large country kitchen, a living room with windows that overlooked mt. st. helens and mt. rainier, a plethora of goat cheese, and, like, a million kitties and puppies and goats.

most people will continue to think i'm crazy when i tell them that i just couldn't stop thinking about tacoma the whole time i was there. and that i probably won't be able to take these dairy owners up on their hospitable offer of letting me stay with them because, for now, i just don't want to be away from my lovely city of destiny.

one of the highlights had to be playing vendor at pike's place market today...one of the oldest farmers markets still kicking. what an experience! this all meant acting boisterous and crazy about goat cheese, flirting with the cute market goers from out of town, as well as saying hello to a few of our lovely vendors that also visit the 253 area code.

next scheme includes a not-so-exciting stint with the engine house #9 bar and restaurant in tacoma, and a VERY exciting partnership with a group called cascadian edible landscapes. urban permaculture in the puget sound area?! sounds right up my alley. we'll see what this gets me into.