Showing posts with label Tea Farm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tea Farm. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

My Weekend Away

I am now another year older, and hopefully wiser.  Richard very kindly took me gallivanting, and then to the Tea Farm to celebrate.  I don't have pictures of the gallivanting part, mostly because we went places like the Second-Hand Market where you don't really want to take your camera. But I do have highlights of our home away from home! 



The house.


The garden.


The monkeys.


The dog staring at the monkeys.


The monkey staring back.


Beautifully strange, fluffy flowers.


Long-tailed birds.


And my favourite.  Funky, beautiful, happy, fun.  Just like our weekend.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

My Favorites

I'm on duty today, which I sort of explained in a previous post.  In addition to being on call and coordinating visitors, I have four stacks of notebooks to grade and record in my grade book.  I'm sure I will alternate drinking coffee and tea and maybe sneak a snack in between my hours of grading.  In honor of my duty day one week from my holiday, I thought I would put together a top-ten list of my favorite photos from last weekend.  

Here we go:


One of several varieties of fuchsia.



Richard with a giant cedar tree.  Sorry I goofed and didn't find the other edge of the cedar.  But it was big!



It pays to look down sometimes.



This is a wooden bench carved by Fiona's grandfather.  He used it as the mold for their fireplace.


We hiked to this waterfall.  The hike back was a bit wearisome, but the view was worth it!



Each flower is one, puffed-up, yellow petal.  It reminded me of a pita pocket tree.


He always walked with us everywhere and always checked to make sure he hadn't lost us.  I love him.


Early morning diamond sprinkles after rain.



Cutie on the road.


My last image of the Tea Farm: Marcus walking his assorted dogs to check a water pipe.

Friday, September 10, 2010

A Working Farm

The Tea Farm was not all about tea.  It had all the marks of a working English farm.


Trusty dog.  (Actually there were seven.)



Milk cows.


Weird milk cow.


Day old calf.


Kitchen garden.


Duck pond.


Big grey goose.


Chickens. (Thanks for the eggs!)


Chameleon.  Oh, wait.  That might be more Kenyan than English.


Monkey feeding time.  I definitely know what country I'm in now!

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Tea Talk

I have a confession: I took 443 pictures this past weekend.  Mostly just Saturday.  I promise I will not post all of them.  I promise I will try to use them judiciously and in place of copious words.  Whew!  I feel better.

OK...ready...set...Go!



This is a field of tea, early in the morning when it was still cloudy and misty.  And beautiful.

This is Fiona, the owner.  Her grandfather came to Kenya in the late 1800's and accomplished many things.  He built a girls' school, a church and the Tea Farm.  They originally had 350 acres of tea.  It looked like this:


The first tea was brought to Kenya because Indians (from India) were contracted to build the railway system, and they liked to have tea!  A few sample trees were brought along and planted as an experiment.



This is one of the old, original small leaf tea trees in flower. 



The flower forms a seed, but nowadays they make new bushes from cuttings, not the seeds.



The tea is planted in rows that grow together at the tops because they are constantly pruned.  They are kept pretty low for easy picking and are cut back to 22 inches every four years to keep things in check.


The new growth is harvested every 14-21 days by hand.  You pick the bud of a new leaf and the next two leaves keeping the bit of stalk with it.



Tea is a great cash crop because it can be harvested 365 days a year.  Coffee only comes in twice a year.


So these leaves are picked by hand, sorted for quality, taken to the nearby tea factory and processed into tea as we know it in 24 hours.  You have to have a factory nearby because the tea making process must start within hours of being picked.


The process sorts out the softest and best bits from the most fibrous and makes several grades of tea.  If you get Pekoe Tea, you have the best bits.  Cheaper teas are made by mixing in the stalky and veiny parts.



Their tea becomes black tea during processing, but you could make green tea out of it just using a different processing method.


Either way, it's a beautiful way to make a living!

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Monkey Business

When we were in Wales two years ago, we stayed with a couple who read a chapter of the Bible and prayed together over breakfast every morning, and they invited us to join them.  We loved it and try to do the same together each morning.


This is the spot Richard and I chose for our morning devotions together on Saturday. We were facing the garden and the tea fields. All was right with the world.

 

Suddenly, two black and white monkeys with long white tails came running up this path and jumped into the avocado tree above us.  Surprise!




There were eventually five Black-and-White Colobus Monkeys above us, eating avocados, doing their morning "business" (duck!) and grooming each other. 


They were also dropping the remains of the fruits and we had to dodge a bit.  The dogs, however, thoroughly enjoyed finishing off the remains of the avocados inside on the rug by the fireplace.




They jumped from tree to tree and seemed to be having a glorious time.  Imagine looking through your camera to see this monkey staring at you and starting to leap.  Thankfully, it was heading for the next tree, but I thought it was coming for me!




It was nice to start the day with God's Word and then experience His creation up close and personal.

Monday, September 6, 2010

My New Favorite Place


We woke up Saturday at the Tea Farm with this view out of our window. It wasn't raining anymore, but everything was overcast.  It didn't matter.  It was like going to sleep in stormy ocean and waking up in the garden of a mountain king.  Absolutely beautiful.


We could see tea plants in every direction beyond the garden.  Marcus (the proprietor) filled two bird feeders and flocks of tiny birds were fighting with the doves over the spoils.


This was taken right off the front veranda.


The gardeners were up early getting the grounds ready for the day.  We were the only boarding guests, but several groups of people were coming in for a "tea talk" and lunch on the lawn. (Stayed tuned!)


At 7,000 feet, the air was cool, crisp, clean and mosquito free.  What a wonderful start to a holiday!