Category: farm
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Bursting…
Occasionally I have these periods of getting stuff done in a hurry. Sometimes they are just before or after a period of being down and unmotivated. I wonder if they have a name for that? Anyway as I can’t guarantee how long this little shot of energy is going to last, I am going to…
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1666: The Devil is in the Details…
After not seeing a usable set of French doors in months I have found 2 sets in week. The first set are aluminum framed which is probably practical for the exposed side of the cabin where they would fit, and they are slightly narrower so they will fit easily in the gap. The gap in…
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There are Two Paths…
Except one is a sticky mudslide. Actually both were sticky mudslides because groundwork, constant rain, short days, and subzero temperatures are not great for making ground you can walk on let alone drive on. Which would not be an issue if I didn’t need to be able to use the shipping containers until spring. I…
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Just wait till spring…
Everything is either grey or mud at the moment, especially all the bits of ground that have had heavy machinery all over them for weeks. The deciduous trees are basically sticks, the grass that hasn’t been run over or buried is barely hanging in there. Today the tiny house was moved to its final location,…
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Just wait till spring…
Everything is either grey or mud at the moment, especially all the bits of ground that have had heavy machinery all over them for weeks. The deciduous trees are basically sticks, the grass that hasn’t been run over or buried is barely hanging in there. Today the tiny house was moved to its final location,…
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Boxing Day…
It was an infrastructure day at the farm. The area that was being cleared for water tanks suffered from an attack of me having a Plan B moment. So instead of the impractical placement of tanks I decided this empty space was a better place for storage. Shipping container storage to be precise. Financially it…
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Breaking Eggs…
Hopefully it makes a tasty omelette eventually, because at the moment it’s just a big scrambled mess. On top of all the carnage caused previously by tree removal, and now by heavy equipment reshaping the landscape, it is also late autumn so the trees are bare. It is definitely making it look like I have…
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Laws of Subtraction…
Not being able to see the forest for the trees is not always a metaphor. I could literally not see the forest that surrounds the cabin because there were trees (and junk) in the way. There was a definite claustrophobia to the property that kept it dark and damp and even foreboding at times. Unhealthy…
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It Seems Longer…
In a week from now it will be one year since I started working in earnest on the farm. Before that it was mostly just rearranging rusty deckchairs on a tree covered titanic. It meant that maybe a I was getting a day of work done, which was mostly making sure the weeds didn’t get…
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Interesting Times…
Damn it’s easy to let things slip away, especially if you’re living in interesting times. Due to mix of personal and worldwide issues over the last few years I seem to have let doing stuff slide, or at least doing stuff I enjoyed slide. That whole divorce, raising kids with ‘requirements’, covid lockdowns, sudden death…
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