Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Gee Thanks Mom

The saying about my mom is that she could stick a pencil in the ground 
and it would grow.
Me on the other hand~
As I've said before, I plant and God laughs.
This is the carrot and beet patch.
Last year, Mom sent a couple big bags of "composty stuff."
We dumped it in this plot and turned it under thinking nothing more of it.
Fast forward to this spring.
Carrots and beets get planted - though a smidge later than usual.
Before long, there were red stalky clusters of stems all over!
(Amaranth)
Then, sprinkled here and there in their midst were plants with round leaves and purple flowers.
(Dwarf Hollyhocks)
And where one or the other of those wasn't hogging the ground, were those little white button sized daisy looking flowers that I was all too familiar with.
(Feverview)
Mom brought up two pots of them a couple years ago, 
and they are now nearly to plague status.
So after a couple wheelbarrows full of pullings, 
there is at least a little room of an occasional carrot or beet 
to eke up through the earth.
I planted two types of carrots.  One did significantly better than the other.
I will be pulling the rest of the flowers, because I don't want them 
seeding here in the garden.
I know it might already be too late.
They really are pretty - just not in the garden plots.
I'll be sending this picture to Mom with a big ol' sarcastic Thanks!
It really is okay and not disrespectful.
We harass her about her jungle preservation skills on a semi regular basis.
Lesson learned, dump "compost" from Mom someplace I want flowers.


Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Decluttering ~ the Grand Finale

It's the weirdest thing.

Over the past few years, we've (I've) been on a decluttering mission.
This past weekend, we had hopefully our last ever yard sale.
Well yes, of course it rained.
This time there wasn't as much from the house, 
but primarily the shop and yard.
There still seemed to be a revolving pile in the kitchen near the back door,
then that ever growing pile in the shop.
I know, who would need to declutter the yard?
That be us ­čśü
We had the snow blower, old lawn mower, the old '49 ford, the tent trailer, the chicken tractor, a motorcycle, and canoe 
as well as the stuff from the shop and house.
Honestly, we didn't make much which was disappointing.
We still have several of those big items that we will have to put on Craigslist.
I was rather hopeful that it would all be gone Saturday.
(It will take multiple trips.)

Even though at this moment, our shop looks like a bomb went off, 
I have the knowledge that those boxes are empty,
 and the plastic bins. . . are empty.
The leftover items are being logged (for taxes) as they go into an empty box,
then loaded and taken to donation.
If there are any boxes left, they can go to recycle.
My mom wants a few plastic bins.
If those remaining are empty, they stack easily.
There is someone who wants to come and look 
at the children's books this week.
Many sold and there are still 3 boxes left if that is any indicator of the volume.
The thing is~
The house looks and feels sooo much cleaner and calmer.
I doubt we'll ever be featured in "Home and Garden," but it's our home,
and it should work for us rather than us working for it.
We are now that much closer.
Even in the shop, there's a more open feeling.
There are empty pockets of space.
Once these left overs are gone and I can park in there again,
it will just be refreshing.
Since moving here nearly 17 years ago, there seems to always be one reason or another keeping us from being able to park in there.
I did get it to the point that I parked in there this winter.
I have just been really surprised at how calming it has been to have gone through e v e r y t h i n g.
There will always be things to go through and keep on top of,
but from here, it seems manageable - more like maintenance mode.
It's not something that happens in a half-hour like on TV.
It has take a few years to actually go through everything.
There are emotional correlations with 'things,' and life doesn't stop 
so we can deal with all the clutter.
I still have some papers to sort through but 
will wait until I can have a fire going.
I'm sure I'll figure out more that can go,
but for now, I'm going to enjoy this calm feeling.
That's really the best word-
just. . . . calm.

It's the weirdest thing.

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Sometimes It's Free

Our wood pile looks pretty much the same as it did a couple weeks ago
with the exception that the odds and ends are now stacked.
(There were a couple more rounds that were given to a friend.)
Every so often, I like to check Craigslist for this or that.
If I do, I try to remember to look under the "free" category.
It's most often old mattresses, broken furniture, or a year and a half old "puppy" none of which I am interested in.
This time something caught my attention.
Free black walnut.
And it was near Mr. LB's work.
Our forests are closed right now meaning we can't go get wood.
I contacted the fella and hubby and made arrangements.
Mr. LB took the trailer and after work, picked up 
probably 2/3-3/4 of a cord of wood.
He wanted a couple pieces for a project, and 
the rest will make excellent firewood.
It's still not enough but adds to the stack, and we didn't have to fall it, buck it up, or roll it to the rig however far away.
There were some pieces that needed to be cut smaller, but then only had to be loaded in the back of the trailer that was right there.
We will still need more and would like to get some for my folks too,
but I might continue to watch the list and see what kind of trees 
people are falling in their yards.
I told Mr. LB, one could go around taking up all these "free" trees
and here in a couple months sell it.
No paying for wood permits or dealing with the hassles of USFS.

We're still burning the candle at both ends of the day
so this is a shorter post just letting you know what we're up to.
More soon~