Happily, photographs taken at Turtle Rock Farm will be part of the monthly group exhibit at Scribner’s Art Gallery in Enid, Oklahoma, beginning Friday, October 3. If you’re in town around 7 p.m., drop in for the reception. It’s a festive night in downtown Enid – Oktoberfest – so there’s a lot going on around the lovely town square. (We’re so glad it still has one!) Scribner’s is located on the southwest corner, at 124 S. Independence.
Sara and Shane Scribner, artists themselves, own and operate the gallery and studio, where they offer classes as well. Their energy and creativity is a great gift to the cultural life in the Enid community and we appreciate their appreciation of local artists.
I am always so amazed to see how differently people see and experience events. Two people can watch the same thing on TV or be involved in the same activity and yet they retell the experience with totally different details.
So much of how we experience life comes from our background and our belief system. Our families play the major role in shaping what we believe and how we see the world. These beliefs are hard to understand and even harder to change. They become a part of who we are. We don’t even realize why we believe what we believe; we just know it feels right to us. Our beliefs may be passed down from generation to generation, so there is much history.
On October 25th and 26th Turtle Rock Farm will be hosting a workshop call Family Constellation. Family Constellation work allows our imperfect image of relationships and events to appear and be replaced by a more mature, more accurate image so we take our rightful place in the family.
As we grow older and we see ourselves becoming our parents, we can learn how to choose the parts that we want to emulate and let go of the parts that we want to let go.
View from the Tractor
At the age of 72 our father planted pecan and walnut seedlings. It was part of a program which required planting 40 trees per acre. He planted 50 acres. I have always found it fascinating that he had the vision to plant trees that he might never see produce.
The pecan grove experienced every set-back possible – grasshoppers, deer, drought, flood, early freeze and lack of attention. Every year Dad has had more trees grafted to make Paper Shells. Some grafts have taken, but many have not and have either died, returned to Natives or had to be redone.
Sid, who runs the farm, has been busy with the wheat and cattle, and the pecan trees haven’t had lots of attention. So now the responsibility has fallen to us. My sister and I have started mowing and tending to the pecans.
This week the ragweed was taller than some of the trees. It was challenging to drive the tractor with the bushhog through the heavy growth, down the rows and between the trees. But it is a labor of love. It is exciting to see the trees actually growing straight and tall and, for the first time, this year we will have pecans to harvest.
Dad is 87. He will be at the pecan grove watching to see when they are ready to be picked and will eagerly pick the first pecan.
Pecan tree with nuts