Līgo Haībun Challenge – A Pirate Ponders


When you pass a farm, do you sometimes ponder what your fate would have been, if you’d had your own ranch or plantation, with acres to cultivate, cattle to raise, and of course decimate, but all for the greater good, and all romanticised long before Hollywood made the cowboy the hero of all heroes. I mean, I have not heard of one occasion where a farmer is presented as the villain of the piece. On the contrary, these days farmers are portrayed as perennial victims, with footloose governments playing into the propaganda of agriculture being part of a country’s defense.

But I’ve known some wonderful farmers in my time.

There was Maged, who I spent many a long evening with, among his camel herd, eating dates piles high with creamy froth from a pale full of camel milk, as well as a few nervous but glorious times bareback on a camel, swaying as the camel drifted up and down dunes into the sunset.

There were reindeer herders too, who taught me two highly unusual facts about reindeer herding. The first,  in Mongolia,  that if you need to relieve yourself in nature do not do so near a herd of reindeer because they find nothing more tasty, and running away in deep snow, with flies undone, past laughing Mongolian women standing outside yurts, with a pack of reindeer chasing you, will rank very highly on your list of most embarrassing moments. I know. And it is especially embarrassing. There are specific reasons why it is specially embarrassing, but let us just say that being in that exposed condition in the cold with a sudden fright will not present you in the best light. As for women in a same position I would say there would be a fairly high quota of embarrassment too, depending on exactly when the marauding reindeer are discovered.

The second, in northern Finland, is the reverse. The reputed Fly Agaric mushrooms of fairy tales and such, the red ones with white dots, are not in fact poisonous, but rather conducive to a rather pleasant ‘high’, especially when ingested through a reindeer first, which removes the toxins. The reindeer urine is in turn used as a potent brew, thus the stories of of a merry Santa Claus and flying reindeer, say nothing for fairy tales themselves. I am not sure where the Christmas goat then steps in, in Swedish and Finnish lore, but it does.

But if I had a farm I would have ostriches and rhea birds for the excellent meat, and the odd goat for the cheese. My fields would be sown with hemp and bordered with jute, and I would thus be able to sit at sunset pressing my hemp oil and extracting the odd marijuana plant to replace any desires to discover whether the Agaric mushroom is worth sampling or not.

a pirate dream
swapping seas for long grasses
-a trip on land!

  photo by Ese Kļava

photo by Ese Kļava

14 responses to “Līgo Haībun Challenge – A Pirate Ponders

  1. When you get your farm, can I visit? I so enjoy your haibun and the tales from your life. How many volumes of autobiography had you got stored away? Thank you for the definitive answer about flying reindeer. :)

    • Visit and stay awhile of course. I am actually thinking of buying an old barn in Latvia, then folk can just come and go. Ah..the volumes…! Yes, the Santa is a real shaman in these parts, with his black boots for walking out in the forest collecting mushrooms – into his sack, then hanging the mushrooms up at the fireplace to dry. There is stuff about Christmas tree decorations that goes a bit further, but yes, it is funny how it all got adapted.

  2. Having a farm or ranch and planning out all the details is a wonderful dream. so many experiences, recollections and tales from all over the world. Very informative and an enjoyable read

  3. What an incredible life you’ve experienced so far. I love your reminiscences, your tales of travel and adventure.. and embarrassment. :) I’m surrounded by farms of all sorts, wine grapes, dairy cattle, plenty of goats, and even those marijuana farms though they tend to be well hidden. I love the tone of this. Your great pleasure in these events shines through. And with a charming haiku.

    • Your comments give food for thought – and very nice food at that. I will be around Steph, I think it is so decent of you to spend so many wonderful words on this post, and you write so beautifully.

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  5. This is so intricate and full of detail I had to read it a few times (not complaining!). I have been thinking about fate, and the twists and turns of life, a great deal recently. Perhaps I should also think about my ideal farm too…?!

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