Field Notes
What the estate has learned, sorted by the discipline that learned it. Some notes sit in more than one lane, which is usually a sign they matter.
Preparations buried and exhumed on a calendar, fourteen numbered pits, and a herd that makes the fertility the ground is fed with.
Four storeys of canopy across 150 acres, and the count of what lives in them — earthworms quarterly, light in lux, dead wood by decay class.
Where a claim gets tested. Ferment logs at fifteen-minute intervals, colony counts before and after, and the number that decides when a tank comes off.
Six studios, an invited residency, and the lamp lit at the Gau Angan every morning before anyone starts work.
Red laterite at 3,600 ft, forest islands built inside the planting, and six introduced plants being taken back out of the understorey.
One harvest split into many lots, and the hours of controlled decay — stopped at pH 4.2 — that decide what reaches the cup.
About fifty Malnad Gidda carrying a number each, the insects a plantation forgets to house, and the pollinators nobody has counted yet.