I'm sitting on a farm in NH

I’m sitting on a farm in New Hampshire…
I know you all know that but I have to keep reminding myself. It all seems a little surreal.
Not my reality – but wait, I guess it is.
Harvested and washed red and green tomatoes, summer squash, green peppers and red peppers. Worked on cleaning up a green house. Offered to help with evening chores but just ended up helping to wash and box eggs.
Everyone is so nice here. They are all very young – but I guess that is relative. Very understanding of the new wwoofer ( that’s me). There is one other wwoofer here, Edwin, a college senior from Nevada. He has been here since July and will be leaving next Tuesday to return to the Univ. of Chicago. Everyone keeps asking me how long I’ll be staying. I wish I had an answer for them. Guess I’ll stay as long as they let me or until Jerry summits. Katahdin is only a 5 ½ hour drive from here.
Well, I managed to wash my hair in the sink this morning. But it had been 3 days since my last shower. So this afternoon I bit the bullet and used the outdoor (without a door) shower. That’s the new me folks! It was a quickie. Immediately after I finished it started to rain – could have saved on water I guess.
Jerry just called. Looks like I’ll be meeting him at a road crossing tomorrow evening and bring him back here for the night. Although I don’t think there is enough room in my camper for the two of us.

At the moment I wearing a very old shirt of Clair’s it says; Life is either a daring adventure or it is nothing. (Helen Keller)

On that note……..