This week’s farm update is about what happens when the wheels under your life disappear.
The borrowed vehicle I’ve been using is going back to its owner—and without it, BraeTek can’t get to work, I can’t get feed for the animals, and a grocery run becomes a forty-minute drive each way.
In this post, I take you through a planting party with a 90s playlist and a portable speaker, a conversation with an elderly neighbor from Lexington who asked if I still deliver vegetables, and the slow realization that this farm sits in the middle of a food desert I could be filling—if I had the wheels to do it.
Maine has lost over 560 farms since 2012. A third of rural Americans live more than ten miles from a grocery store. Other roadside stands around here sell eggs and baked goods—I want to be the one with vegetables.
A truck means I can haul my own sheep to processing, stock the farm stand, grab free equipment off Facebook before someone else does, pick up salvaged windows for cold frames instead of driving past them.
The Help Runamuck Get a Truck campaign is live on GoFundMe—we’re already well past $1,000 toward our $15,500 goal. If you can give, that matters. If you can’t, sharing the link is its own kind of help.
Without wheels, this farm is an island. Help us get off it.
