1000 Americans: Scott Snider, Anarchy Farms
August 28, 2008 by Harry, 1,531 views
Filed under 1000 Americans, Friendly people, Go green
We met Scott at the Potlatch in Champagne (see previous post here). He has a big greenhouse and grows some organic food as well; the place is called the Anarchy Farm and he is as relaxed as the name implies.
Scott was great, even when he found us in the middle of the night sleeping in his greenhouse 
A few weeks later, he sent us the following wonderful poem. If the Greenhouse business doesn’t work, a new career is waiting. Thanks Scott, people like you make our trip so special!
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Hola Ivana and Harry K.
Off you went into our boreal summer
a bit wet you seemed
but shedding water like loons in the rain
Perhaps its your slow drift south
that drags down the cold from the north
and brings the geese to the fields
Run away, run away
urges our saner side
fly with the birds, south
But egos prevail
and we hunker in
as autumn changes colours
Stockholm syndrome with the weather
rationalized reasons to stay
as water freezes, falls from the air
And we remain, human outposts
in hostile realms, inuit, dene, and
pale intruders too enrapt to go
Too long in gaia’s breast
to survive a concrete dream
in steel wrapped hives
So blessings to haired and furred and feathered friends
on perilous journies to the sun
and welcomes waiting come spring
Stay we will amidst the ‘standing people’
and mourn the crack of frozen sap
at forty plus below
Spin those wheels, shed your sweat
on downhill coasts, and
fear those diesel dooms
So chase summer down the road you two
to flatlands flee, boreal lands depart
strange winds in yankee lands await . . .
Tags: 1000 Americans, Alaska Highway, Canada, Greenhouse, Poem, Potlatch, Yukon
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