over the years odin has learned a lot of things in the employee garden we tend at organic valley. we’ve been kite flying and planting and hoeing and weeding since he was barely old enough to push a wheelbarrow and it’s neat to know he thinks it’s normal that people grow food where they work and lots of folks we work with care about where there food comes from.
and now, since we joined The Cosmos Organicos Garden Collective, he gets to see how great it is when a group of people get together to share in the effort.
holy cow we have a whole lotta of food! the plot is on the right and goes all the way back to where the guy is watering in the background. and we’ve started take over another plot across the path that he’s watering in photo.
and i have to say another fun part of the story of The Cosmos Organicos Garden Collective is the nice man in the background is our vice president of sales, eric newman and the woman in front is theresa marquez our chief mission executive ( so now i don’t have steal theresa’s green beans because they’re our green beens 🙂 ). i don’t know about you but other companies i’ve worked for the “c-suite” executives didn’t hang out with employees and certainly didn’t get their hands dirty in the garden!
odin doesn’t know it yet, but he’s also learning that working at organic valley really is quite different than many other companies in a lot of ways.
who knows maybe someday he’ll have his own employee plot and join the garden collective.
side note, i can’t even begin to describe how gorgeous a day it was in the rolling hills of the driftless region.
the kickapoo river is a 126-mile-long twisty turny tributary of the wisconsin river and gets its name from an algonquian word meaning “one who goes here, then there”. rolling down the river the low and slow river is one of the many highlights of the driftless region. because the region didn’t get razed flat by the advancing glaciers then dumped with drift they receded the river offers some spectacular views.
and it’s all the more fun when you roll down the river when family are visiting.
between intentionally goofing around and actually accidentally running into each there was a lot of contact on the river. i’m surprised one of them didn’t dump it. nope, that honor went to their mothers 🙂
it was absolutely gorgeous day. sunny, light breeze, warm but not hot and no bugs!
the ancient geography throws off a serious Enchanted Land where Faeries might Play vibe.
this here is what is known locally as river beer. i think not so much because it tastes like a river but because if you take a spill it’s not the end of the world if you lose a few in the river. but we don’t do that, leave no beer behind is my motto.
on the ride back from the landing in a packed bus of merry ( and tipsy ) river goers, odin notices the sign on the bus has the same number for the half a dozen services on emergency services sign. he thinks someone was trying to make an joke that he doesn’t get. i tell him there was a day when 911 didn’t exist and you had to call a different number for all the different services and the numbers were different from town to town. he gave me the man-the-olden-days-were-crazy look.
when i explain why i’m late for a meeting after commuting from our westby office to organic valley hq and say it’s because i got stuck behind a logging truck and an amish buggy everyone will just nog their head knowingly.
driving slowly down a country road overloaded with black locust, a line of clouds appeared and i wondered if maybe things are going to get even trickier.
i was pretty sure a tornado was going to drop out of the line of clouds that stretched as far as the eye could see.
happily, no tornadoes appeared, but it did start dumping down rain which made unloading the wood even more fun!
american way magazine published a nice piece, “the Driftless: A State of Mind” on The Land We Call Home ( more on why it’ called the driftless region ). there’s a brief mention of organic valley and odin’s school but, curiously, no mention of it being The Land of Odins 🙂
certainly a candidate for HDR imaging, but i totally flaked out and didn’t shoot any brackets.
outtakes from flat stanley’s tour of the driftless region for a niece in maine who is participating in the flat stanley project.
on our trip, we decided to make a quick stop at the city brewery in la crosse, wisconsin because i’ve always wanted an excuse to take a picture of the largest six pack in the world.
688,200 gallons of beer!
flat stanley poses in front of a statue of gambrinus unofficial patron saint of beer or beer brewing. the plaque reads, “gambrinus, whos real name was jan primus, was a valiant soldier of the 13th century. this knightly duke was an honorary member of the brussels brewer guild and is generally referred to as the inventor and king of beer.