Tag: hobby farm
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High Days and Holy Days…
It was a good day, not for any particular reason just a busy day that kept my hands busy and my head empty. The closer I get to that last load of “hoarder” rubbish finally going to the tip the more motivated I am to get it done. Even if that includes struggling to solo…
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Cutting a Rug…
I’m not entirely sure it wasn’t far more difficult than just doing it the old fashioned way. Scratch that, I am absolutely sure that cutting through a roll of musty old carpet with a reciprocating saw is much harder than just getting a couple of fresh blades in the utility knife. But it’s of those…
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It’s more of a hobby…
The giant Hell-Thorn tree that was threatening to engulf the house and curse the land two years ago, has been slowly dissected when the mood takes me. It took weeks of effort just to get it back to the stage where it was just huge and spiky. I can’t find a picture of when it…
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Yesterdays, Todays, and most of Tomorrows…
If the question was how many “spoons” does 5 trailer loads of rubbish cost? The answer is definitely about half a weeks worth. Especially if it’s slightly damp rubbish, and has quite a few reptiles sleeping under it, mainly lizards luckily as the snakes don’t seem to like how quickly it has gotten cold round…
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There’s Your Problem…
I went out to the farm today, and yes that after yesterday that definitely falls into the what the hell were you thinking category, but it was sort of unplanned. After dropping Thing1 at work, Thing2 and I went and grabbed a takeaway coffee, and possibly pastries (there was definitely pastries). Then with snacks and…
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Underneath…
I’m looking at old photos of the farm, trying to locate where things where originally, and where they still might be under all the trees etc. It’s also a lot easier to get a mental map of where to put things looking at pictures of the empty space. There are definitely areas that need to…
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Swamp of Sadness…
I can’t see the forest for the trees, literally in the case of the farm. I attempted to take a look down by the creek today and it is more Mirkwood down there at the moment than the green pleasant banks I read books next to in my youth. If nothing else gets done this…
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How do you eat an Elephant?
According to the old saying its one bite at a time. I’m trying to embrace that journey of a thousand miles begins with a single elephant sandwich mentality for the farm. I have got some of the first bites out of the way, scrap guy slowly doing his thing, and the goat guy dropping of…
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Checking the Bathwater for Babies…
I’m pumping the breaks on selling the farm straight away. Six months is time to calm down and think, there is also every possibility that the paperwork is still months away. Which would pretty much be mid autumn, heading into winter, which is the exact opposite of when the farm looks the best. Also I…
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