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| Spring/Summer 2011 |
It’s official – i quit my “day job,” and it feels amazing. This was far from a knee-jerk decision, but one that Sarah and i arrived to after many bottles of wine, and some mind-bending financial consideration. The goal: create more space in our life to clear the path towards full-time farming; some good old fashion forward momentum. The tepid irony of our wanting to buy land while at the same time relinquishing an income, is admittedly a very tender point of terror. We are pleased with the choice – but it does feel counter-intuitive. Though Sarah’s job pays the proverbial bill, time and again it seems that we just simply need a huge stack of cash to close the deal on any farm property. For those of you out there who are looking for good, irrigated farmland in Oregon, this might be old news. It’s either too much property and not enough house (which is dead on arrival at the lender) or too much house, and not enough property (we don’t want to pay for some five bedroom monstrosity – we’d gladly live in a tent, if it meant we could afford the right piece of land).
Now, we’re going on four years of searching, and sometimes it is difficult not to *sigh* wonder aloud what we could afford for the same money in, say, Kentucky. Or Idaho. Or Wisconsin. For people who really want to build a family-farm in Oregon, the comparison is sickly silly, and arguably not worth the emotional roller-coaster. But on particularly difficult days, it’s a suprisingly liberating exercise. When we feel that the relentless emphasis of future goals begins to cloud our ability to feel grateful for our good fortune now, in the moment, we must remind ourselves that we are free, and that there are many paths to contentment.
We want to farm. More to the point: we want to feed ourselves and our community with wholesome, simple food from land where richness increases with time and care. To this end, we’ve been thinking a lot about ownership. In a cosmic sense, we pass through life never really owning anything. There is nothing to take to the other side. But one cerebral level closer to the ground, we cannot ignore the feeling of needing solid roots in a place – not necessarily so that we can call it our “own” (b/c it takes a community to raise a farm), and definitely not because we want to make a million in 30 years by selling.
I think, but i’m not sure, that our burning need for ownership stems from a great desire for efficiency, both in the human (imposed) and ecological systems of our livelihood. To me, efficiency means avoiding wasted energy as a guiding principle of design, even if it means doing nothing by default. From the flex of muscles, to the ions in a bar of steel, to a glowing handful of carrots, these forces demand a moment of recognition and respect. Healthy, simple, thoughtful design, durable materials, low-input operation and honest practicality define human systems that make me happy. Regeneration, diversity, beauty, richness, and vibrancy are ecological traits that make me feel wealthy. The dynamic “agricultural” interface between the two – where we observe, impose, extract, and replenish energy is a place/an attitude/a lifestyle/a reality that holds infinite opportunity for innovation, inspiration, and bounty. And i feel this role to be a lifelong practice, and one that only becomes more nuanced, more finely tuned – maybe easier – the longer we see ourselves living integrally, knowing that our health is dependent upon and essential to the health of our land. Farming on two rented acres for the last few years, has provided me insight into what it feels like to live with inefficiency. With the sense of limited tenancy (anything less than a lifetime), we find it disheartening to invest in systems that are site specific, and resource intensive. And so, we continue to look for something to call, “our own.” Somewhere to be all in; cash poor, land rich, life bubbling up between the fence lines.
So what are you doing now? …one might ask. Well, besides nurturing my culinary side, doing laundry, joyously tending our 2 acre lot, and generally being Sarah’s support team, i’ve been spending a lot of time researching properties, visiting properties, making offers on properties, and researching some more. We are fully committed to manifesting our agricultural vision, but not so committed that we don’t pause to embrace our good fortune, share some meals with friends, and to enjoy this miraculous Oregon summer. All in all, its been another wonderful year on the farm. If you’re still out there, thanks for the continued support, and please check out the pictures.
Your Farmers,
Conner and Sarah

We are behind you all the way on this one, and will help as best we can. It’s your dream, and worth all the energy and spirit that you’ve got.
Never would have thunk I would find this so idnspiesnable.
I love you guys so darn much.
Oh, Diggin Roots yer the best! If you had stock (even chicken), I’d invest. The loving bees fly among you, & you would smile if one stung you, ’cause the land and its creatures you do graciously ingest.
Conner! I’m really glad to hear from you guys and know that you’re still pursuing the dream. However trite it may sound, I have full faith that you’ll eventually find the right land. How far and wide are you guys looking? Are you trying to stay close to Portland or are you doing a broader search?
If you two ever have a day or two and want a brief respite out on the Oregon coast, you guys should come out and see the farm I’m on. It’s an off-the-grid, amazing farm/homestead in Nehalem, absolutely beautiful, and it’s been scrapped together on a small budget–perhaps you’ll find it inspiring. You’re welcome to visit for a day or stay the night–it might involve a tent, but I hear you guys don’t mind.
You’re both amazing farmers. I know you’ll get there.
Wow. Thanks for sharing and including all of us in your community.
Conner! You have such an amazing gift with words. Thank you for sharing what I so deeply feel. Love you!
“Somewhere to be all in; cash poor, land rich, life bubbling up between the fence lines.”
Awesome! – That’s my boy.
Sarah and Conner,
One day I was searching online to find a local farmer so I could cater Morgan’s and my wedding with fresh wholesome fruits and vegetables, and I came across your website! I was really surprised and excited. You may not know this, but you guys are very appreciated for what you do, I only hope that you do not give up your dream! The food industry is scarey, as I have studied a lot about it, and after studying business law, I wanted to curl up in a ball and cry myself to sleep. People in the food industry can get away with A LOT, you might aswell just eat the cardboard box your cereal comes in, rather than the cereal. A lot of parents these days resort to fast food for meals for their children, and themselves, but I am a mother who nurtures her child in the most unsurpassed way that I can. I am thankful for the hard work you and other local farmers do; it makes it possible for my family, especially my child, to grow healthy, and stay healthy!
Yours Truely
Your odd neighbor