There is an overwhelming feeling of harmony that penetrates everything about Riverdale Farm. When we think of agriculture in its modern incarnation, we likely do not picture cows relaxing in the open air at the edges of a wooded area, shaded by maples and pines. Yet nothing in that picture seems out of place or odd, or unnatural. On the contrary, through it is all too easy to feel isolated from nature or even indifferent to it, place
s like this one remind us that humanity and nature are not separate entities. Riverdale Farm reminds us that, especially in cities like Toronto, magic and wonder can crop up in the most unexpected of places.
By C.G. Mesa Guzzo
I saw a goat being milked, found out that even chickens have personalities, and spotted tadpoles. I witnessed six little pigs shove and jostle their way to the feeding trough at lunch time and then out to take a mud bath. there were onions and rhubarb and herbs and forget-me-nots, duck eggs and dandelions and waterfalls. I shared my lunch with a green-eyed black cat and made friends with a skittish lamb.
Riverdale Farm is a treasure, one that I took a regrettably long time to discover. It inspired me, made me eager to re-connect with my childhood conceptions of the world and, as always, to explore and unearth the other hidden wonders in this city.
Here is their website:
http://www.friendsofriverdalefarm.com/index.htm. It has directions to the farm by both car and the TTC, contact info, lists of programs and events like the weekly farmers market as well as a rather lovely photo gallery.
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