We worked until almost dark that first day. The moon was just a sliver in the fading daylight sky. One of the most beautiful sights that I have ever seen was the sunlight fading behind Mt. Ascutney as I sat next to the pool and watched Aeryn frolic in the water. It was the part of the day that she had been most looking forward to. Well that and s'mores cooked at the bon fire that evening. I couldn't help, but laugh at the aquatic antics of my friends as they had a good time at the end of a long day.
Hundreds of years ago people did what we did, on a larger scale out of necessity. There was simply no machinery available to make the barn building process any easier. Farmers needed barns, so the neighbors helped to build then. More farmers needed wood and neighbors would come help out. The word community actually had a meant something to people. These days I kind of wonder. I also wonder about the reasons why our society has gotten to be the way that it is today.
Why are we afraid to help our neighbor? And if we are not afraid, why do we just refuse to do it? Have we lost touch with that part of humanity?
For the weekend of the barn raising Jay raised an invitation and we answered. Kira came from Colorado to be a participant in this event. The rest of us came from parts of New Hampshire, and Vermont. The weekend of the Wood Bee an invitation was made, and answered. Now I am not sure where every one came from, but I do know that the 4-Hers that I spent the day with all came from a drive that was over an hour away.
Strangers coming together for a common goal....
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