Good morning, Readers! It is an early morning for me, as the rooster that lives on this property has decided once again to wake me just before the sun rises. Roosters on these properties are very common; this is not our first rooster that has woken me up! In fact, for those of you with a Droid, you understand the joke of having a rooster alarm clock like Ellie and I do!
Now the Social Flycatcher is joining in as well! What a concert!
Yesterday we traveled to a finca, a farm, that is lead by Luis Naranjo, his son Luis and his wife. Luis had adopted the philosophy of organic farming about twelve years ago and studied at a Costa Rican institute called the E.A.R.T.H. university. For about an hour, Luis lectured about his training and ideals and then we actually toured and worked some of the land with him.
His secret is to travel to the forest, to a secluded, non-human interfered section, and take a bag about the size of a small trash bag of soil to harvest. This allows him to farm the bacteria and microorganisms that live in the soil by propagating them; they will exponentially reproduce for him to use. These organisms are safer for his crops and his animals because they breakdown large molecules and allow the elements to be better absorbed. He grows the microorganisms in both liquid form for spraying and solid form in compost. His animals also are given small amounts of the microorganisms and their manure is then used to fertilize the crops. This way, the chemicals and enzymes are created naturally and do not use synthetics, which rob the soil of a balance between the abiotic, or non-living, properties and the microorganisms and plants.
While Luis does care about his land and his animals, his family is his first priority. His harvest allows him to provide very well as there are no subsidies or disaster insurance for farmers here in Costa Rica. But, a good farmer can receive a good salary and make almost as much as a medical professional thanks to the continuous growing season. Luis harvests every Wednesday with his son and two workers, they clean and bag all of the produce. Each small bag brings in about $0.50 and these are of all sorts of crops: spinach, mixed greens, cilantro, green onions. Different crops appeal to different customers at the Thursday feria, or farmer’s market. The Europeans and Americans seem to love the mixed greens, moreso than the Costa Ricans. But, prices are pretty fixed to allow for fair placement in the marketplace. The competition comes in the presentation of the wares, as cleaned produce and beautifully packaged goods win out over those who do not sell their produce clean. The fair starts at 5 AM on Thursday mornings and goes for 17 hours on both Thursdays and Fridays. Luis says that his entire stand usually sells by noon of the first day, while others may not be as lucky. His family and workers usually consumes about 1/3 of his total supply and he sells the rest.
The tour of the farm included the livestock, microorganism propagation “lab”, worm composting area, and the fields. Luis also has a small pond with carp that the family eats. We came to his beds, which he cuts into the hill. This allows for less runoff, while some others use rounded beds for their crops. He has about 15 40-to-50-ft beds up the side of his hill. The crops rotate every month and so he plants the seedlings his wife has started in the greenhouse and adds compost once a month. He does this for about a year and then allows the beds to lie fallow and rest. This also helps guarantee that the soil will lose less nutrients to the crops. We dug right in, dear readers, no pun intended, and helped Luis with some lettuces.
After feeding us until we were completely full with both a snack of pineapple cake and cheese empanadas and a casado lunch, we talked for a bit, enjoyed some animals and birds, and piled back on the bus to return to our hotel. We packed last night because we have to travel on to the Bri Bri, the indigenous peoples today. Hopefully, though, we will see the three-toed sloth that lives on this property once again this morning. The sloth has become our mascot, I think, and we were so excited to see one yesterday. He looks like a hairy backpack, hanging from a tree and hardly moving. I was so excited to see him, and ran out the door, until I realized that he was a sloth… and that he would still be there maybe a full day after our first sighting! No need to run to see him.
Each day turns out to be an inspiring day, we are finding. Dr Lehman and Humberto have put together a wonderful trip for us and we are sad that it is almost at an end. We are becoming a bit homesick, although I think most of us agree that the remedy would have you all enjoy Costa Rica with us, instead of us returning to the cold and snow/ ice! Stay tuned for more on our trip to the BriBri!
















































