Friday, June 08 2012
Awesomeness. I can't begin… begin to describe how good I feel. It is good, it hurts a little, but generally I think waking up humming Christmas Carols means something positive. Buddy slept inside for the whole night, something he hasn't done since he was a puppy. I trimmed more of his thick coat yesterday during one of the few lulls in activity for this chronicler/worker. I think having the dog inside helped me feel good this morning. I don't know with any clarity other than my limited peception of the little world around me, but I think maybe Buddy wasn't being antisocial, he was too hot to be in the house, snap.
Garden-fence-June2012. I hustled and hustled to get the new section of snow fence up, and I'm proud to say I did it. I had to clean the house to find the baling wire, which turned out to be lying in the tall grass rusting right there where I used it last, sheesh. That's okay, the house needed attention, and as frustrating as it was searching without finding the fence wire, nothing could compare to the frustration of moving a fifty foot section of crappy old chain link fencing through the brush and wooded area below our garden to its new location fifty feet further around the garden.
Every time the chain link moved over itself it had little hooks in the top and bottom that would catch on the overlapping links causing a tangle.My god, you don't know how many times I was tempted to hook the Jeep to the fence and drag it to the dump, and go inside, sit on the couch and smoke myself to death with a big fat stinky cigar.
Miraculously, or perhaps it was shear determination on my part, I did not smoke, I pulled, untangled then dragged that damn fence five feet, then repeated this ten times in the blazing sun. I didn't get mad, amazing even myself, grins. I just stuck with the task at hand, with little breaks to search the house for the baling wire, which I was certain I wouldn't have left out in the weather to rust, but there it was. At least I found it.
It is often a stretch of reason finding a way to think about the most mundane and asinine episodes in some kind of bright fashion. Here is mine: I finally found the f@#@ing wire and could finish tying the fence up.
Garden-fence-June2012-cloudy Woke up to a nice cloudy sky. Obviously we're hoping and maybe even praying for rain. It is so dry. Some wild flowers came up in the pasture after the grasses, but generally it is barren out there. It isn't helping matters that our neighbor brought what looks like four more horses on to the surrounding fields. We try and think healthy, happy and harmonious thoughts, when we look at the countryside, but those horses are killing the landscape. What causes people to think they need horses? It seems like the sickness of hoarding, except with animals and the land suffering the consequences.
Potatoes-June2012 Potatoes look so nice when they first come up. It won't be long before they get spotty. We watched an interesting documentary last night on Swedish Crime fiction writer Henning Mankell
There were many interesting items discussed, although one in particular I want to address this morning is something Nell nor I had heard of before called, MidSummer Celebration Living isolated lives caused us to know nothing of this.
Naively we thought when we first heard of it that it seemed odd. They have a celebration in the middle of the Summer in Europe?
Once it became known to us that in Scandinavia it is twilight for many months, and totally dark much of the Winter, we began to understand why they might celebrate Spring and Summer, Duh. It is all psychologically critical they stated as a matter of fact.
Many people don't make it through the long dark bitter cold Winter, not just because of the cold, depression is a major killer. The Scandinavians have something called Mooning. Calm down kids, they don't show their asses to each other, they sit in the sun, absorbing the rays as a life giving energy. A blessing to be certain.
Garden-June2012 Mooning. We don't have dark Winter in New Mexico, thank god, I might just have to slit my throat, or move south, but I do love Spring just the same. I knew there was some inherent motivation why planting and loving the soil seemed to be so very important to me.
Above is the reason perhaps that I feel so damn good. Plants coming up everywhere, bringing life forth in our yard, plants that with a little luck will be food free of pesticides for our plates!
Garden-fence-June2012-looking-west I planted corn, squash, beans, and peas in this area. You should be able to see that I am not tilling the soil, this is supposed to keep the sub-soil micro-organisms intact and happy. Also I am weeding only the the binder plants because they tend to choke out other plants. Other than those I'm leaving everything else to cohabitant. Well that's not entirely true, we get so many sunflowers I have to pull some of those up too.
Garden-fence-June2012-towards-house These are mainly potatoes, but also some broccoli, and beets over to the left. In the upper garden, Asparagus, peppers and carrots in the back, spinach and lettuce in the front.
June-2012-clothesline Yippee, another frustrating exercise yesterday evening was getting the clothes line and dog runner back up not attached to the trailer like they both were. In the end perseverance paid off. Clothes that were in the washing machine since Wednesday finally made it out to dry. Buddy is on the lead.
Life interrupted getting back to normal
Pre-rebuild-June2012 - I'm getting tired of writing, although I am enjoying myself, I wish I had learned to type properly, is all. Anyway, there is the trailer, with three windows on this side in front of the clothes. Two windows back near the silver electrical box is where I'll demolish the trailer to. 12 feet from the wall by the utility pole and 16 feet out from the Addition. This will be our new space. Nell and were making dinner last night, both of us excited at the idea of working in a kitchen where we have room to move around without bumping into one another.
Westside-trailer-June8th2012 – Yep it don't look like much, but it is.
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