Okay, that was an exageration but boy! this weekend has been so wierd! Every spring we hire a few people to come and manually dig out the barn pens - takes a full day - we feed them a good homemade lunch, we get to meet new people. Every year the job posting on craigslist is filled in an hour or so - we live 30 minutes from the university and lots of strapping college laddies looking for a few quick bucks. But not this year! This year it's adults who haven't had a job in over a year and families needing food money, people almost begging to work their tails off and earn $80. Asking for more work within minutes of starting here. Desperate people! Really different to read about it versus having someone personally hurting sitting at your kitchen table. And then lunch. At lunch I looked around - the kitchen shelves are filled with maybe 40 jars of broth/soup/beans that I canned last week. Not much in terms of modern stuff.... took just a wee bit of imagination to see ourselves right in the book, 'Grapes of Wrath', being the farm family feeding the hungry traveling by. Our workers were so curious...'how do you make bread?' 'how do you can?' 'can you really make cheese?' - and then comments like 'hey, if you grow your own food then everything is free, right?' Altogether, a really interesting day. Feeling sad and nervous for all those in financial hardship, feeling vulnerable to financial hardship coming home to roost for us.