More of the land in fall

Here’s a view of our uppermost field — in terms of elevation and distance from the road — we named it Ss. Cyril and Methodius because they went up. (Yeah, I know…)

Here’s the approach:

And here’s an, unfortunately, browned-out view of the pasture in mid-fall:

We have not yet decided how to use this land.  Most likely it will be hayfields and winter forage.

Preacher John’s

A local old timer told us that this tumbledown house on our property line was once the home of Preacher John. (Or maybe it was Preacher George?). In any case, it’s good to know that this has always been Gospel land!

So many ideas about how to repurpose this little bit of history into our construction.

UPDATE:  A reliable local gentleman informs us that it is definitely Preacher George.

All Saints of America

Finally, we present the last piece of open land on our property. (A property that is mostly wooded).  It is a field that we’re naming in honor of All Saints of America.  From the very beginning, we’ve wanted this project to be an expression of American Orthodoxy.  Not a redoubt of some foreign, esoteric religion, but the Church of Jesus Christ that’s had roots in North America since the 18th Century. A faith that belongs in this land.

The name also connects us to our roots and honors dear friends.

Here’s the approach:

And here’s the land.  You really get the sense that you’re in the mountains when you stand here.  It’s a perfect place for the boys to camp and hunt.

And fish:

All Saints of America will include the open land above and a large portion of our wooded acreage.

Check back often for updates and please keep us in your prayers!

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St. Sophia Farm and Dairy

The land reserved for our working farm and agriculture program is named in honor of St. Sophia.  You can see it in the overhead view below. The farm land runs along the country road at right and extends from the upper tree line in #2 to the lower tree line in #3.  It’s a big piece of land that’s separated from the main campus (#1) by a modest stand of timber.

Our Little Dairy Barn

It looks a bit forlorn on a damp November morning but, truth be told, it looks every bit as bad in high summer…  At first we thought it would be a tear down, but then a neighbor shared a few childhood memories of the old barn.

Every fall, one of the previous owners would set out food for the local hunters in the milk room (smaller part of the building at left).   That little dairy barn was a place  where  local men would eat breakfast, drink coffee, complain about their wives, and lie their backsides off about the 10-point buck that got away.  When we heard that story we knew that we’d never be able to tear down that old barn.  We had a responsibility to preserve it. We are Orthodox Christians, after all! We honor tradition. (We might even have to have an open house on the first day of hunting season).

What was once a place for community would, God willing, be that again some day.  Maybe our boys will have their own memories of busy fall mornings and time spent with friends in that little barn.

But it’s going to take a lot of work…  Apart from a paint job (c’mon, it’s got to be red!) and a new roof, the milking parlor (below) needs a major refurb.

Here’s a view looking out the back of the milking parlor to the pasture beyond. Note the two side paddocks.  Clearing, fence repair, more work…

Fall has worked her magic by killing off a lot of the dense overgrowth on both sides of the barn.  We couldn’t clear it in the summer because of wasps and snakes but nature has opened it up and revealed a few treasures. Wood for a chicken coop, cinder blocks, fencing, and a big box full of something. (Probably snakes…)

Standing by the milk room door looking north, you can see the huge — if sadly overgrown — pasture that will one day, God willing, support a few dairy cows and a small herd of sheep.

Our Board of Directors decided at the beginning of this project that all of our land and buildings would be named in honor of the Lord and his saints.  That certainly holds true for the St. Sophia Farm and Dairy. It is named in honor of St. Sophia of Rome, but it is inspired by a brave little girl named Sophia who “loved farms.”  We promised her mom and dad that we would always remember and honor her.  We hope that the story of her Christian perseverance will be an inspiration to the boys who will work and study here.  May her prayers help to sustain them in Christ and may her memory be eternal!

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We hope to find a benefactor (either an individual or a group) who will help us to restore our small barn and resurrect our overgrown pasture.  A generous donation, strong backs, and a whole lot of sweat can build something truly beautiful for God’s glory.

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More on the land: a view of St. Patrick

The last post focused on the pasture where we hope to build our campus.  Today, we want to share some images of the neighboring field — which we’ve tentatively named in honor of St. Patrick. This is where the boys’ bunkhouses will be built.  We decided to set the bunkhouses apart from the campus and closer to the woods so the boys can build community and have a natural space that they have an active role in developing.

Here’s a view leaving St. Peter (campus) going towards St. Patrick.

The two pastures are divided by a tree line that runs their entire length and a wet-weather creek that forms a natural boundary.  It’s nothing more than a dip when it’s dry.

The field is slightly higher than the build site and completely surrounded by tress.  It really does feel set apart.  As usual, it’s difficult to tell the scale and elevation in these pics, but it’s a sizable chunk of real estate.  Here’s the view looking east where the bunkhouses will be built in a smaller wooded enclosure (not pictured).  Our woods beyond are very deep and ripe for exploration!

And here’s the western view.

The bottom of this pasture runs up against one of the natural springs on our land which, in turn, forms the western most boundary of this field.  Having live water on the property was a sine qua non for our site committee when we were looking for land.  It’s a criterion that moved Missouri so far up the list of possible sites for the school.

It’s very difficult to see the small pools of water, so you’ll have to look very closely for the reflections in the indentations.

And there beyond the spring and through the trees is the border of St. Sophia: our agricultural land.  The boys will follow this route — from their bunkhouses to St. Sophia — every morning to milk the cows and do other morning chores before chapel.

It’s only by the grace of God and your support that we’ll be able to accomplish this great endeavor.  Please keep us in your prayers and consider making a donation today to help make this vision a reality.  The sooner we meet our financial goals1, the sooner we can build and start educating.

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1 Much more on those goals as we get closer to Christmas and launch our Founders’ Appeal

UPDATE 10/12/24:  A (slightly) better image of the spring:

 

 

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The build site

We did some brush clearing in the upper pasture where we hope to build our campus.  Nothing radical, just refreshing and widening the access paths.

Here’s the turn off from the main road running through the property.  This path leads to the build site.  Essentially, you go up and then you turn left and walk down.  (Up is east and down is north). The working name for this field is St. Peter because it’s the first open land on the property. It’s close to home.  The second large pasture farther in will be St. Paul because, of course, he wandered.  And the third piece of large open land — the highest on the property — is Ss. Cyril and Methodius because they went up!   We don’t know if any of this will stick.

This is the from eastern tree line looking west over the pasture.  It’s impossible to capture the scale without something to lend perspective, but it’s a huge field that slopes gently downward to the west.  (Great sunsets here). This will be, God willing, the view from the chapel which will be at the highest point of the campus looking down and over the campus buildings to the athletic fields at the far western end.

Again, it’s difficult to get a full visual but along the northern edge of the build site is a wet-weather creek and another pasture beyond.  It’s separated from the build site by a line of timber and beyond it is dense wooded acreage.  This, set back in the woods, is where the bunkhouses will go.  The boys will have a lot of input on how the land adjacent to their bunkhouses will be used.  The first thing they’ll have to do is build a pontoon bridge for when the water runs in that creek!  (We should probably name this land in honor of St. Patrick to keep the snakes away).

Here’s a view from the western side — imagine a rugby pitch here — looking back up to the where the chapel will be. It’s a lot of land.

This is where we’ve been.  Looking back at St. Peter from the western access.

And this will set us up for the next post.  When you leave St. Peter, you enter into a significant part of our property set aside for, what we hope will be, a first-rate agriculture program.  The pastures and the entire program are named in honor of St. Sophia.  A lot more about that coming soon. Stay tuned.

Check back often and please keep us in your prayers!

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Our challenge

With more of the land cleared we decided to explore the woods a bit. Higher up on the property — near the building site —  the woods are easily accessed but, at entrance level, there are one or two impediments.

This pasture, and our entire ag program, is named in honor of St. Sophia.  It’s one of our largest open spaces.  It begins at the tree line (pictured) in the south and extends all the way to the witness tree on our northern property boundary.  It includes the entrance area and guest house.  (Roughly numbers 2 & 3 in this image).

To get to the tree line, we had to go through tall grass (medium distance) and dense stands of wild blackberries1 (which we want to keep!) extending all the way to the woods. So we planned a wide path rather than a more radical clearing of this area.

So we fired up the trusty brush mower and sallied forth.   But, as fate would have it, at the tree line we discovered this:

If you look closely you can see barbed wire cross-fencing.  It’s incredibly valuable to have cross-fencing on your land and this was, obviously, installed to keep livestock from entering the woods.  Unfortunately, this afternoon, it also kept a few humans from entering the woods.  Eventually, we’ll have to cut the wire and install a gate but a lot of thought has to be given to the best place to do that.  In the meantime, these lower woods will remain the exclusive domain of the wild ones.

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1 Wild blackberries are a thing in Missouri.  A native fondly recalls collecting wild blackberries as a young girl. In describing the process, she casually mentioned that snakes love to hang out in blackberry bushes.  For some reason (!) that was very much on my mind as I mowed down those thick, dense blackberry canes this afternoon…

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So Why Agriculture?

Some people who support our first-rate academics meets outdoor engagement model of education still wonder about our focus on agriculture.  It could be that they want their sons to be doctors. Or maybe they’re so far removed from their primeval agricultural roots that they have no context for the draw and romance of “the land”.  Or, it could be something else entirely.  Whatever the reason, you can see the confusion behind their polite smiles when we say we’re building a working farm.

And so, they and maybe you ask, why agriculture?  Well, friends, let’s get stuck in.

First, a basic understanding of herd health and management, animal husbandry, soil health, and planting and harvesting build the self-sufficiency skills that we want our boys to acquire during their time with us.  Whether they become gentleman farmers or simply grow zucchini and keep a half a dozen chickens in their suburban backyards, the information can be scaled to provide critical food security for their families.

Second, the average age of the American farmer is 57.5 years.  Yep, you read that correctly: FIFTY-SEVEN years old.  And that’s based on five year old data, so we can only assume that the current number is north of that now.  Imagine the negative impact that will have on all of us in the next decade or two.  Accelerated farm consolidation and the wholesale loss of the family farm (Big Ag, anyone?). The financial hit to manufacturers of durable farm goods and all people who make a living in the farm service sector (manufacturers, dealers, suppliers, even large animal vets and seed salesmen).  And, perhaps most concerning, increased dependence on foreign producers and unreliable global supply chains.

Some old friends from New Hampshire

Finally, our third reason: We’re in Missouri for Pete’s sake!  While the USDA ranks Big Mo 13th nationally in overall farm receipts, we rank THIRD in beef production.  That’s right, we’re behind Texas (4.3m head)  and nipping at the heels of second-place Oklahoma (2m head).  Missouri at 1.9m head of cattle (watch your back, Oklahoma!) produces more beef than Kansas, the Dakotas, and even Montana.

We’re not trying to prepare our boys to farm 5,000 acres of Indiana corn, but trends indicate a rise in homesteading and small holdings.  If our boys want to homestead — either full-time or part-time while they pursue other careers — we want them to be well versed in the basics before they leave us.

We’re actively trying to develop relationships with local farmers and tradesmen to mentor our boys in the challenges and rewards of farming. By the grace of God, they’ll all benefit from the program in some capacity.  But, in truth, we do hope that at least a handful of them will fall in love with the land and become joyful cooperators with the Lord’s providential care for His creation.

We need your help to do this.  Please pray for us and toss in a generous donation to help us build.

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Looking Down

 

Here’s a photo of our land from the air courtesy of a good neighbor.   It gives an interesting perspective that can’t really be achieved from a land-based photo, but it doesn’t quite capture the hills and elevation. (We’re in the Ozark mountains, after all).  You get an idea of how wooded, or timbered,  we are, but there’s still plenty of beautiful, open land for building and agriculture.

For orientation purposes, the top of this picture is due south.

 

 

#1 is the pasture where we hope to build our main campus, rugby pitch and allotment gardens.  It’s a huge, open meadow with a gentle, sloping elevation entirely surrounded by trees.  It’s set well back from the road.

The wooded surround gives it a very private feeling.  We sometimes refer to this as a hidden pasture for that reason.  The boys’ bunkhouses will be in the woods nearby. We really want them — guided by their house fathers — to put their marks on it.  For example, do they want it more wooded or more open? One bunkhouse might choose to build a fire-pit while another might put up a basketball hoop or an archery target.  We want to spark those young imaginations.

#2 is the general location of St. Seraphim’s guest house. It would be a healthy walk to the campus and, thus, to the chapel.  This is by design. We don’t want the two areas to overlap. They are both private and self-contained.

#3 is the pasture where we’ll begin our agriculture program.  We have named it in honor of St. Sophia and we’ll start with a small dairy and kitchen garden.  There’s already a modest dairy barn with a milking parlor, but it’s going to need a hefty renovation.  We hope we can find a person, group of people, fraternal or trade association, or parish to underwrite that particular project.  (If you know anyone who fits the bill, beam an email to info@saintalexander.org!)

To the east (left) are even more pastures and deeper woods.  We’re going to designate most of that as conservation so the boys can learn to be good stewards of the land.

As always, please keep us in your prayers and let us know if we can pray for you.
 
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Hospitality Happens

“Every family should have a room where Christ is welcomed in the person of the hungry and thirsty stranger.” – St John Chrysostom

 

We have a small guest house on the property and while we won’t be able to welcome every hungry and thirsty stranger, we do hope to be a place of hospitality for friends and benefactors when they visit.  More perhaps along the lines of what St Benedict had in mind when he wrote in Cap. LIII of his venerable Rule, “Let all guests who arrive be received as Christ, because He will say: ‘I was a stranger and you took Me in’ (Mt. 25:35). And let due honor be shown to all, especially to those ‘of the household of the faith’ (Gal 6:10) and to wayfarers.”

St Seraphim’s guest house is really very comfortable but it lacks one very important thing: a dishwasher.  Now, you may be thinking that a dishwasher is more of a luxury than a necessity, but we didn’t want “those of the household of faith” washing dishes when they could be out enjoying the beauty of this land.  Long, prayerful hikes in nature > household chores.  Then there’s the long-termers. Someday, we hope to be able to host a scholar or artist (iconographer)-in-residence so, yep, we need a dishwasher in the guest house.

But, hey, we want to be the place where boys learn self-sufficiency while conjugating irregular Latin verbs, so there was no way in hades that we were going to pay $189 for installation (which doesn’t include the wiring, the plumbing or the demo).  This one had DIY written all over it.

Here’s Phase I: Tearing it to pieces

 

 

They were pretty solid cabinets:

 

    

But they eventually yielded:

 

   

 

Turns out, the two small cabinets produced a non-standard opening for the dishwasher.  It’s about 2″ wider than recommended, so your humble servant has some trim work in his future.

Next, I have to run power and address the mad jumble of PVC under the kitchen sink. So stay tuned!

Admittedly, it’s not exactly a cliff hanger with riveting content, but it’s a small way to keep you connected to what we’re doing.

Please keep us in your prayers, friends.

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Sometimes beauty occurs naturally…

… and sometimes you’ve really gotta help it along.

The beauty of God’s creation is a critical part of our educational philosophy.  That’s why we took our time finding just the right piece of land.  So much of what surrounds us is naturally beautiful but there are one or two things that need a bit of human agency to get them ship shape.  Case in point, our main entrance.

Now, there’s no doubt that God’s part in all of this — that beautiful sky and the forest beyond — cannot be improved upon, but a previous generation’s metalwork?  Well, that’s another story entirely.

 

 

We have two entrances to the property along our little country road.  The first is a smaller (16 ft) gate near St. Seraphim’s Guest House.  Then there’s the larger,  main entry above.  When the academy opens, we’ll call this the Beautiful Gate (Acts 3) and mean it, but for now, it’s just that old farm gate that needs a heckuva lot of work.

The first order of business is to clear the brush. Here’s a view from the interior of the property looking towards the road:

 

 

You know what loves that tall grass? Horses, cows, sheep, goats, and small birds that feed on insects.  You know what else loves that tall grass? Snakes that feed on small birds that feed on insects.  Yep, it’s all got to go.

We’re planning to build an arched, wrought iron entrance.  Something appropriately scaled that will look right at home in rural Missouri (Something like this but, you know, not a cemetery).  Eventually, this will be a small reception area.  It will allow us to engage in limited public outreach while keeping the main campus set back and private.    We’ll have a multi-purpose barn and some (very) limited and discrete parking.  We want everything to be in harmony with the rural environment and always respectful of our neighbors.

Of course, none of this can be accomplished without God’s grace and your generous support.  Support that includes your prayers, your donations, and your help to connect us to people who have the willingness and capacity to help us build this school.

Please consider helping us and check back often for updates on our progress.

 
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Bearing Witness

 

For this I was born, and for this I have come into the world, to bear witness to the truth (Jn 18:37)

 

In America, the term Witness Tree has at least two meanings.  The first is as a witness to history.  That is, a tree that was present during a significant American historical or cultural moment.  The second usage refers to a tree that serves as a marker of a geographical boundary.  It’s primarily that second usage that concerns us here.

In keeping with the monastic custom of naming created (and even manufactured) objects in honor of saints, meet Boniface.  We named this Missouri Oak that marks the northern most boundary of our land in honor of the 7th Century English saint who brought the Gospel to Germany.  Legend has it that St. Boniface felled the great Donar’s Oak — a tree that was sacred to the Pagan Germans.  When St. Boniface brought down that tree, he brought down the idolatry of the German tribes and the paganism that kept them in darkness and bondage. In its place, he planted a life-giving tree, the Cross of Jesus Christ.

When we’re ready to break ground for construction, we’ll gather around our bishop with our friends, neighbors and benefactors and we too will literally plant the Cross of Christ in this land.   And just as the Lord abundantly blessed St. Boniface’s mission, by the prayers of that great saint, may he bless ours as well.

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Addendum:  St. Boniface was previously named Wynfreth and, for a few days, so was this tree.  In the end, we thought Boniface was the wiser choice but we can be persuaded to change our minds! Let us know what you think in the comments.

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