Weekend of Farming and Market. So Many Jobs!

Well I definitely have not done any actual work before in my life because I have never been as exhausted as I was this Saturday after a day of onion planting.

My first job ever was at the pick-your-own fruit and vegetable farm down the street that I remember very clearly as being the most difficult, awful job ever. Well my aptitude for farming has not improved in the decade of office jobs since. My first two weeks here in Ireland have been sprinkled with teaser farm jobs like feeding the cattle and repairing fences. Nothing prepared me for an entire day of onion planting followed by an entire day of stone removing.

View from outside the GAA pitch in Rostellen

Friday night was spent watching my third GAA match of the week down by the water in Rostellen in East Cork. For a random GAA pitch in a small town the view was amazing and a nice reminder of how cool it is that my regular life is in such a spectacular place now. The long drive and late night game (win!!) was rewarded with fish and chips to split on the way home to fuel us for the next day’s onion planting. (yum)

Market Sunday

Onion planting, however, was not the beginning. Saturday morning we woke up at the crack of dawn ( 8 AM) to prepare for the farmers market where C’s family sells meat, jam, cordials etc. We rushed over to the house in our market clothes and a to go coffee (the entire coffee machine unplugged) to start making the sausage rolls and filling the car with inventory. I was in charge of measuring out the meat mixture into grams (blog post to come on learning an entirely new weight, temperature and distance system UGH). We arrived slightly late and quickly set up our stall before spending the first thirty minutes of the market purchasing treats from the other stalls. We came home with some unpasteurized milk and yogurt (still debating actually trying this), spinach, purple broccoli, fresh seedy bread, apples and the absolute best gluten free brownie I have ever tasted (the only gluten free brownie I have ever tasted). Next time I am getting a pan of brownies (maybe not at 2.50 a brownie, but definitely two).

Preparing for the onions

After about 90 minutes of market work we were relieved of our duties and requested home to begin the onion planting. I thought we could just sprinkle some seeds on the ground and be done. Not the case. the ground had to be rotavated and de-stoned and then the little baby onions were placed very specifically a few inches apart and just about covered in ground along straight metal rods that we pulled from the metal pile. A great feeling of satisfaction after the first complete row quickly followed by the dread of seeing how many more rows needed to be completed. The rest of the day was spent carefully avoiding stepping my borrowed wellington boots on the planted onions and placing new onions in their rows. When onions were finished there was more tractor work so I would sporadically move rocks from the soil to the bucket to look like I was helping with the work. We finished the day just before dark and went home for a poorly planned lamb curry to cook. I slept right through dinner. Well I woke up for dinner and then went back to sleep and thought I might never wake up.

Baby calf field trip

Bright and early the next day we woke up and returned to the farm for potato planting and continued stone removal! Unfortunately the machine for making the potato ridges(??) broke pretty quickly so we (they) prepared some more ground for the corn planting and planted some pea plans along the electric fence. I escaped during the tractor work to take Loppy dog on a walk to the river in order to avoid more stone picking up. Potato planting postponed for some time this week! In the middle of the day we were invited for a little field trip to the farm down the road to see the baby calves! Wow they were so so so so cute. The cutest little baby animals. They didn’t have teeth so they would just suck on your hand.

Such a difference a few weeks makes. Now spending my time with baby calves.

Sunday night was spent with family eating lots of Japanese food at Cork’s best (maybe only?) Japanese restaurant Miyazaki and watching Netflix’s “13 Reasons Why” (I am hooked can’t say the same for my TV watching partner. Might have to switch to a day time solitary watched show during tractor time).

Look out for planting progress and pig preparation! Very exciting!

Getting used to living with animals

Starting the day crying because I miss my coffee machine so much has continued with a lot of unnecessary and unprovoked crying about American things I miss. These are not the things I should be crying about missing like family and friends, instead I am crying about coffee, nachos, brick oven pizza and a comfy couch. At least I have started to make a list of things to do during my June visit so no time will be wasted.

One week in I have completely run out of ideas of things to cook for dinner. We have chicken thighs to cook in the fridge and I cried because I could not think of anything to make with them and I don’t want to make anything with them. Today is a day full of melodrama!

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We are semi dog watching the best dog. He has cheered me up substantially by placing his very large head on my lap, the closest thing I have had to a Chihuahua lap cuddle in weeks.

I have enjoyed a few new animal “firsts” this week. It is taking me a little bit of time to get used to all of the different animals but I am learning and loving (some of them)!

Cattle: After winter in their cattle barn (which I have learned is to keep them safe and warm during rainy, dark winter) it was time for the cattle to be released into their first field of the season! Cows are so slow and gentle this would be no problem, right? wrong! After spending the morning fixing and checking the electric fence (C did this, I hid in the tractor) it was time to free the cattle. They went nuts! Bucking out of their barn, getting tangled in the fence and running so fast away from their barn to the far corner of the just repaired fence. A few minutes later the fence is secured and the cattle are roaming around, checking their borders and meeting new cattle friends. (No photos taken during this as I had to pretend to look like a serious cattle mover).


Cats: There are four cats roaming around the house. Two cats I hate and two cats are very cute and sweet and love to be brushed with a broom. The whole outdoorsness of the cats scares me the most. They are so wild and their claws are so sharp! One cat  loves coming in the house and stalks the back door waiting for me to be too slow so she can come in and sit on the chair by the fire like a luxurious cat queen. Even when I push her out with the broom and digs her claws into the floor trying to stay. Her determination usually wins. Yesterday, Baby cat brought a nice big mouse present into the house for me. Luckily Loppy dog came over and vacuumed the mouse up from the cat like a little snack. Disgusting!

Pig countdown has started and chickens have been promised so I better start getting used to these animals living in our cottage with us.