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Sunday, 29 April 2018
LOUIS BROMFIELD: MALABAR FARM2
2018 0429 17 Louis Bromfield: Malabar Farm2

YouTube Video: Malabar Farm State Park Fall Aerial Tour: [Click Here]
| Malabar Farm: The Main Dairy Barn and Petting Farm |
Malabar Farm continues the story begun in Pleasant Valley of the
author's efforts of restoring a worn out farm to productivity, covering the
years from 1944 to 1947 and going deeper into his philosophy of agriculture and
the all-important matter of the soil.
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| Louis Bromfield with "Prince" |
In Pleasant Valley, Bromfield rhapsodized to some degree about farming. In Malabar Farm, he gets down to describing in detail the hard work of actually farming the land in an intelligent manner.
Bromfield wades into the intricacies of agricultural policy, farm economics, as well as the extended passages on the care of the soil.
If someone is contemplating doing what Bromfield did, the first book provides motivation and vision, and this book a healthy dose of realism. Both are important, even if the latter is tougher reading.
History: Nestled in the hills of Pleasant Valley, Malabar Farm was built in 1939 by Louis Bromfield and was his home until his death in 1956. The Bromfield family moved to Pleasant Valley in 1939 and lived in the “Fleming house” until their “Big House” was built. Bromfield chose architect Louis Lamoreux of Mansfield to help him design and construct a Greek revival style home. The original Herring house was used as the center of the construction.
The 32-room western reserve, where Bromfield wrote many of his books, attracted film stars, artists, politicians, writers, and conservationists annually. Bromfield developed a technique known as conservation farming. This was based on grass farming, which produced large quantities of forage and pasture. Malabar Farm became a national model for sustainable agriculture.
In addition to this, Bromfield experimented with composting using manure from livestock on the farm. In 1958, Bromfield’s children sold the farm to a conservation foundation—Friends of the Land. In August 1972, the deed of Malabar Farm was accepted by the state of Ohio after the Louis Bromfield Malabar Farm Foundation—which had been operating the farm—faced foreclosure. In 1976, the farm became a state park.
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| Malabar Farm: Historic Landmark: Ohio State Park |

YouTube Video: Malabar Farm State Park Fall Aerial Tour: [Click Here]

Sunday, 22 April 2018
LOUIS BROMFIELD: MALABAR FARM1: RETURN OF THE NATIVE
2018 0422 16 Louis Bromfield: Malabar Farm1: Return of the Native

YouTube Video: Louis Bromfield "The Man Who Had Everything": [Click Here]

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| Malabar Farm - Pleasant Valley |
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| Louis Bromfield at his home office |
The threat of war in Europe and Louis Bromfield's own desire to return
to the land of his youth prompted him to purchase three exhausted farms here in
Pleasant Valley in 1939. He named the estate Malabar Farm after the Malabar
Coast of India, the setting of his 1937 book The Rains Came.
Bromfield then set about to restore the land, putting into practice soil
and water conservation techniques that later became widely influential. Devoted
to educating farmers and the public about soil and water conservation,
Bromfield hosted thousands of visitors at Malabar and expounded his ideas in
speeches, columns, and over the radio.
He also continued to write books, turning to non-fiction to share his
experiences. Among these are Malabar Farm (1948) and Out of the Earth (1950).
Bromfield died in 1956 and in the following years Malabar passed out of family
ownership. Malabar Farm became a state park in 1976, demonstrating techniques
that Bromfield put into practice
Kirkus review states that "Malabar Farm" is a sequel to "Pleasant Valley", in the further record of Malabar, where the experiment in soil reclamation is bearing fruit. It is not so consistently entertaining reading as the earlier book, though there are chapters with the same contagious feel of the countryside, his fresh enthusiasm for the progressive ideas he is putting into practice, the animals of the farm and house, the neighbors, the guests.
Much of the text is intended for the practical agriculturist, and is pretty scientific for the layman. A challenge to our national waste and ignorance as to our real wealth- a warning that we look well before we give too lavishly- a conclusive argument in favor of modern methods increasing production, with plenty for all and farming as a profitable way of life, as the goal.

YouTube Video: Louis Bromfield "The Man Who Had Everything": [Click Here]


Sunday, 15 April 2018
LOUIS BROMFIELD: PLEASANT VALLEY2: THE WORLD WITHIN THE EARTH
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| Good,"live" farmer Louis Bromfield |
A good farmer must be many things — a horticulturist,
a mechanic, a botanist, an ecologist, a veterinary, a biologist and any number
of other things — but knowledge alone is not enough. There must be too that feel of all with which nature
concerns herself. That is what Confucius meant in the proverb "The best fertilizer on any farm is the footprints of the owner".
The good, the “live” farmer is the man who turns now
and then to look back at the furrows his plow turns over, to see that the soil
crumbles behind him as rich, good soil should crumble. He is the man who sees
the humus in his good earth and counts the earthworms, and watches his crops as
they grow to see whether they are strong or sickly and what it is that is
needed to make his pastures dark and green, his corn tall and strong.
He is the
man who learns by farming, to whom the very blades of grass and stalks of com
tell stories. He is the man to whom good crops sing a song and poor ones convey
a painful reproach. He is the man who knows that out of the soil comes every-thing,
that out of the soil come the answers to the questions which torment him.
It lies with him whether his world shall be rich and prosperous
or decaying and poor and wretched. He is the man who knows how deeply Nature
can reward the conscientious, intelligent worker and how bitterly she can
punish the stupid shiftless ones to the very marrow of their bones.
Agriculture is in many ways the most satisfactory and inexhaustible of sciences. It touches or includes countless other fields of knowledge and research and with each discovery whole new fields to be explored are opened up.
It is like the Pleasant Valley country where beyond each wooded hill there is a new small world, filled with adventure, mysterious and complete within itself. Now and then a professor, a bureau man or a scientist leads the way into the wrong country as did the man who believed that chemical fertilizer is the panacea for the ills of the soil.
It took many years and millions of acres of soil made arid, bereft of humus and bacteria and earthworms for the farmer to discover that chemical fertilizer was not the whole answer but only a small, though vital, part.
In the meanwhile many farmers and a good many scientists, neglected the actual process of what went on in the soil, forgetting that the natural process of health and growth and reproduction is an immensely complicated affair, whether in man or in beast or in plant and that there are no short-cuts which are not in the end illusory and costly.
With all the research we have made there still remain many mysteries, not beyond explanation but which have not yet been explained or understood. In this borderland the “live” farmer finds his place — the man who sees and feels what is going on in the soil beneath his feet and on the earth around him, the man whose footsteps are the best fertilizer of his farm.
Possibly no one knows more of soil and the principles that effect growth and fertility and abundance than Sir Albert, but his attitude is one of humility toward the still greater mysteries which he has not yet explored.
A heap of well-cured barnyard manure is not merely a composite of certain elements held together in certain chemical formulas. It is not merely the residue of calcium, phosphorus, potassium, nitrogen and trace minerals which the animals have eaten, rejected and passed out of the intestines. There are other mysterious elements — many kinds of bacteria, hormones, vitamins, glandular secretions — of which we know all too little.
You could make a chemical analysis of that heap of manure and reproduce it synthetically, but in the exact chemical formula the result would not have the same stimulating and, above all else, the same healthy effect upon plant growth and fertility as the heap of manure itself. Most important of all, the synthetically produced fertilizer would contain no organic material, no potential humus without which all plant life in the end turns sickly or deficient.
Experimentation is the very essence of the '‘live” farmer. It is the enemy of stagnation and of evil practices, of the whole school of thought which believes that “if it was good enough for my grandfather it is good enough for me.”

https://ia801606.us.archive.org/15/items/in.ernet.dli.2015.42320/2015.42320.Pleasant-Valley.pdf

For the full text of An Agricultural Testament by Sir Albert Howard: [Click Here]
https://ia801606.us.archive.org/31/items/in.ernet.dli.2015.270767/2015.270767.An-Agricultural.pdf

Sunday, 8 April 2018
LOUIS BROMFIELD: PLEASANT VALLEY1: JOHNNY APPLESEED
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| Pleasant Valley Ch 3 Johhny Appleseed |
"Pleasant
Valley" is a personal testament written out of a lifetime
by a man who believed that agriculture is the keystone of our economic
structure and that the wealth, welfare and prosperity of the nation are based
upon the soil.
It is frankly, a romantic book, written in the profound belief that farming is the most honourable of professions and unquestionably a romantic and inspiring one.
In Chapter 3 of the Pleasant Valley, Louis Bromfield talks about the legendary Johnny Appleseed:
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| Johnny Appleseed |
The truth is of course that Johnny Appleseed had attained that legendary status where facts are no more of importance. He had become a kind of frontier saint about whom had collected volumes of folklore and legend.
Like St. Francis, he had a habit of talking aloud to birds and animals as he tramped bare-footed through the woods.
He never accepted the hospitality of a bed but chose instead to sleep in the great haymows above the fat cattle and horses. The Indians regarded him with awe and veneration. He lived at peace among them, preaching brotherhood and goodwill.
Johnny went about planting apple trees in the wild frontier country. Some say that he scattered the seeds as he went along the edges of marshes or natural clearings in the thick, almost tropical forests. Others say that he distributed the seeds among settlers themselves to plant.
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| Johnny with his saucepan and poke |
When in early spring, there drifts towards you the perfume of a wild apple tree, the spirit of Johnny rides the breeze.
When in winter, the snow beneath a wild apple tree is crisscrossed with the delicate prints of raccoon or muskrat or rabbit, you know that they have been there gathering apples from the trees that would never have existed but for crazy Johnny and his saucepan and poke of seeds.
Johnny is alive wherever the feathery fennel or the flowering day lilies cover a bank. He is there in the trees and the caves, the springs and the streams of our Ohio country, alive and still in a legend, which grows and grows!
https://ia801606.us.archive.org/15/items/in.ernet.dli.2015.42320/2015.42320.Pleasant-Valley.pdf
YouTube Video: The Story of Johnny Appleseed: [Click Here]

Sunday, 1 April 2018
LOUIS BROMFIELD: HIS LIFE AND WORKS
2018 0401 13 Louis Bromfield: His Life and Works

YouTub Video: Louis Bromfield: Life and Works: [Click Here]

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| Louis Bromfield [1896-1956] |
Louis Bromfield [1896-1956]: Novelist, short story
writer, political writer, playwright, scriptwriter, essayist, journalist,
soldier, innovative farmer, nature writer and conservationist: Louis Bromfield
was all of these, and more. Awarded the Pulitzer Prize for fiction in 1927 (Early Autumn), the O Henry
Memorial Short Story Award in 1927 (The Scarlet) and 1928 (The Skeleton at the Feast),
and membership in America's National Institute of Arts and Letters (1928), he
wrote prolifically. He received the Audubon Medal for leadership in conservation
farming in 1952.
Initially
educated in agriculture at Cornell University, Bromfield transferred to
Columbia University in 1916 in order to study journalism. In 1917, he entered
the war with the American Field Service in France and was subsequently
decorated for his war contribution. Following the war, he returned to New York
City and began working as a journalist.
His first novel, The
Green Bay Tree appeared in 1924 and is the opening of a tetralogy
which made his literary reputation. In 1925, he moved to France and continued
work on his tetralogy. The four works culminated in A Good Woman in
1927. The third in the series, Early Autumn won him the Pulitizer
Prize in 1926.
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| Louis Bromfield [1896-1956] |
He
returned to America in 1938 when war seemed imminent and acquired a large farm
near his Ohio birthplace. He became a strong adherent of organic farming and
conservation.
His works
include Possession (1925), The Strange Case of Annie
Spragg (1928), A Modern Hero (1932), The Farm (1933), The
Rains Came (1937), Night in Bombay(1940), Mrs.
Parkington (1943), Pleasant Valley (1945), Malabar
Farm (1948), Mr. Smith (1951) and From My
Experience (1955).

YouTub Video: Louis Bromfield: Life and Works: [Click Here]

Sunday, 25 March 2018
SPRING: ROBERT BROWNING: PIPPA'S SONG FROM "PIPPA PASSES"
2018 0325 12 Spring: Robert Browning: Pippa's Song from "Pippa Passes"
THE year 's at the spring,
And day 's at the morn;
Morning 's at seven;
The hill-side 's dew-pearl'd;
The lark 's on the wing;
The snail 's on the thorn;
God 's in His heaven—
All 's right with the world!

Dear Reader, Please spare six minutes to see this video -- a perfect presentation!
YouTube Video: Pippa's Song with Text and Explanation: [Click Here]
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| "the whole sunrise...grew gold, then overflowed the world" Pippa Passes* |
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| Robert Browning [1812-1889] |
THE year 's at the spring,
And day 's at the morn;
Morning 's at seven;
The hill-side 's dew-pearl'd;
The lark 's on the wing;
The snail 's on the thorn;
God 's in His heaven—
All 's right with the world!
http://www.campbellmgold.com/archive_ponder/pippa_passes_browning_1841.pdf
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| "Pippa Passes": Robert Browning |

Dear Reader, Please spare six minutes to see this video -- a perfect presentation!
YouTube Video: Pippa's Song with Text and Explanation: [Click Here]
https://youtu.be/p2RyL8VRj2Y

Sunday, 18 March 2018
SPRING: ROBERT FROST: A PRAYER IN SPRING
2018 0318 11 Spring: Robert Frost: A Prayer in Spring
A Prayer in Spring
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| give us pleasure in the flowers today |
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| Robert Frost [1874-1963] |
by Robert Frost
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid-air stands still.
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid-air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love,
The which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends He will,
But which it only needs that we fulfill.
The which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends He will,
But which it only needs that we fulfill.


Sunday, 11 March 2018
SPRING: WILLIAM WORDSWORTH: DAFFODILS
2018 0311 10 Spring: William Wordsworth: Daffodils
Daffodils signal the start of spring. The poem that is the best at conjuring up a picture of an English Spring-time is "Daffodils" by WilliamWordsworth.
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| "Ten thousand saw I at a glance, tossing their heads in sprightly dance" |
Daffodils signal the start of spring. The poem that is the best at conjuring up a picture of an English Spring-time is "Daffodils" by WilliamWordsworth.
The poem
describes the beauty of seeing a field full of daffodils with their head
nodding in the spring breeze. Here is it:
- I wandered lonely as a cloud
- That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
- When all at once I saw a crowd,
- A host of golden daffodils;
- Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
- Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
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| William Wordsworth [1770-1850] |
- Continuous as the stars that shine
- and twinkle on the Milky Way,
- They stretched in never-ending line
- along the margin of a bay:
- Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
- tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
- The waves beside them danced; but they
- Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
- A poet could not but be gay,
- in such a jocund company:
- I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
- what wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
my heart... dances with the daffodils - In vacant or in pensive mood,
- They flash upon that inward eye
- Which is the bliss of solitude;
- And then my heart with pleasure fills,
- And dances with the daffodils.
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- For a complete analysis of the poem "Daffodils": [Click Here]
- YouTube Video: Daffodils by William Wordsworth: [Click Here]

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