Bedlam Farm Blog Journal by Jon Katz

31 March

Sitting Out Back With Zip In The Sun And Breeze, He Likes To Sleep On My Shoulder

by Jon Katz

Zip and I are back to our warm weather schedule.

Selfie

 

It was a warm and beautiful Spring day today. Zip and I resumed our custom, which started last year, of me coming out to sit in the back and look out over the marsh, and Zip pops up after a few minutes, crawls up in my should, and when I scratch his neck for a few times Zip goes to sleep right on my shoulder, purring softly. I’m a bit flummoxed by Zip’s intrusion into my life, but as is obvious, I love him and it. He is often by my side in the morning when I take my flower photos.

Then he goes off hunting things. Whenever I come out in the afternoon, Zip appears out of nowhere, curls up on my shoulders, and sleeps. After 15 or 20 minutes, he wakes up and heads into the marsh, somewhere I can’t see. I usually don’t see or hear from him until the following day.

When he sleeps, his head hands down over my shoulders. He can sleep on a dime and wake up when he wants.

I am never worried about Zip at night; I know there is some risk he might not return some night, but that is the price some barn cats pay, and I am proud and happy to give him the free life he so dearly wants and lives. Sometimes, I think he worries about me, and that would make sense. I love those moments when I sit in the chair, look out over the farm and the landscape, and have this sweet and beautiful creature curled up like a ball sleeping on a shoulder.  His purring sound is soft but hypnotic.

Zip is wise in the way of the barn cats. He loves his life.

I keep one foot under his back so he can’t slip away or fall off. When he’s ready, he wakes up.

Zip can take care of himself, and he is taking care of me in many ways.

(Photo by Maria)

31 March

I’m Going To Name Him Atticus Finch, Even Though He’s Wasn’t A Finch. (He Is Now.)

by Jon Katz

Yes, this isn’t very clear. I thought the bird visiting me in the morning was a Finch, but he is a Sparrow. My mistake. Whoever he was, he didn’t show up today; I was flooded with name suggestions; my favorite was Atticus Finch, whether he is a Finch or not.

I have to start this a bit backward. This is the bird visiting me every day, and I think he is a Finch, but given my past record, he may not be.

Whatever he is and how often he appears, I’m calling him Atticus. It just feels right. Thanks for coming along. I wish I were a little saner. Thanks for your names; there are some excellent ones.

31 March

Portrait, The Reader

by Jon Katz

I took this photograph yesterday. Maria is an avid reader.

I’ve mentioned we are trying to do less work on weekends; I’m halfway there. Sunday, I read in silence for three or four hours, and it was sweet time. No matter how often I take Maria’s portrait, she seems different. Maria is not one thing but many things. This one is the real here – at times. That is a fascinating and rare thing about her. Every time I look at my portraits, she is different.

31 March

Flower Art, Monday, March 31. “…An Agonizing Sense Of Revelation.”

by Jon Katz

So, too, all who are sensitive to beauty know the almost agonizing sense of revelation its sudden impact brings – the abrupt disclosure of the mountain summit, the wild cherry in blossom, the flower opening, the crowning moment of a great concerto, witnessing to another beauty beyond sense.”

– Evelyn Underhill, The Spiritual Life.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

31 March

Crackers For Kids 2.0: We Need Some Help. 1-2 Grade Students At Special Learning English For Immigrant Children In Need. Snacks Support, The Teachers Have Been Footing The Bill

by Jon Katz

I recently heard from the dedicated teachers in a school in Albany – The Albany  International Center that teaches English to refugee children seeking to avoid the violence of the public schools.

They are seeking three kinds of crackers for the younger refugee children at the school, grades 1 – 2. The crackers are for afternoon snacks; some kids are hungry and need protein. The teachers who have been these crackers need help – Graham Crackers, Animal Crackers, Gold Fish Crackers, all inexpensive and available just about wherever food is sold.

The prices go from $2.79 to $24 for bulk boxes.

(If you can help, the address to which to send the crackers is The Albany International Center, 50 Lark Street, Albany, New York, 12210, c/o Agija Van Derwiel. I’ll let you know about this project and the life and needs of one remarkable student the teachers have singled out for help. I’m meeting him next week; his primary teacher says he is an “amazing” student working day and night, and he hopes to become a doctor.)

If you need the school’s Amazon phone number, it’s 518 475 6000. Please do not send me crackers or cash to buy these items; crackers should go directly to the school.)

These kids have had rough lives, driven from their homes and living in refugee camps in America to build and rebuild new lives. Several hundred of them are in a remarkable school founded to help them learn English so they can continue their educations. They are hard workers, but the public schools are not well-equipped to help them, and many are afraid of the violence in those schools – many have experienced some.

The teachers spend their meager salaries on afternoon snacks for the kids, who are often hungry.  Their parents are the people you see cleaning hotel rooms and hospital floors and stocking shelves at Walmart. They work hard, often in two or three jobs.

I’m going to the school this coming week to take a photo or two and figure out what they need. It’s Graham, Animal, and Goldfish crackers;  nothing expensive. We could send them what they need, but I can’t get to the school for a week or so. I hope to put up a Wish List for the teachers shortly, but I’d love to get them some crackers. So this is something of a test.

 

The teachers at AIC are asking for help. The kids need these snacks, but the teachers are not paid well enough to keep buying them. They are often hungry and tired in the afternoon.

The center accepts and helps students from K to 12; they have a one-year program funded by the Albany Public School System.

The teachers are buying the three crackers above –Gold Fish, Graham, and Animal Crackers as afternoon snacks and energy boosts. I would appreciate any help you can give these children. I just bought bulk boxes of each. Until the wish list, I’d ask people who wish to purchase the crackers—available on Amazon or any grocery store—to mail them to Albany International Center, a one-year program to teach newcomers to America English so they can return to their former schools. Many of these kids have struggled with violence or crowded classrooms. I’ll get some photos of the school.

Their parents work hard in low-paying jobs and have little or no money to spare. You might remember EhK’Pru, who needed our help and is not in college on a scholarship. She was in a similar program when we met her. “We could use the help,” one teacher told me, and they are asking for very little.

If you can help, the address to send the crackers is The Albany International Center, 50 Lark Street, Albany, New York, 12210, c/o Agija Van Derwiel. I’ll let you know about this project and the life and needs of one remarkable student the teachers have singled out for help. I’m meeting him next week; his primary teacher says he is a “fantastic” student working day and night to become a doctor.

If you need the school’s Amazon phone number, it’s 518 475 6000. Please do not send me crackers or cash to buy these items; crackers should go directly to the school.

 

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