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Re: Farm Life

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I kinda don’t want to write anything today, but I’m going to make a stab at it anyway. I generally try to keep my posts upbeat, but sometimes most of what comes to mind to write about are not exactly uplifting.

Today is one of those days. I’m not miserable, or even terribly unhappy, even though the ride here has gotten bumpy lately. As I have alluded to elsewhere, we had a tragic event occur here on the farm, on Monday, January 20 (Martin Luther King Day). It should be easier to write about now, especially since I already wrote about it, but strangely it isn’t. I’ve worked hard to try and put it all in perspective, and I’ve certainly cried rivers over it already. But still, the loss lingers. Maybe it always will.

Anyway, on this day (1/20) I found my three primary milking goats, one pregnant, all lying dead in their pen. A cougar had jumped the fence, and fairly instantly broke their necks. It happened in the early morning hours, before we get up (we get up around 6 am), and somehow neither one of us woke up and felt/heard something going on. The dogs had been barking even when we went to bed, so fell asleep to the sound. The neighbor dog was barking too, but that dog will bark hysterically at nothing at all, even me going out to feed.

It still seems bizarre, because both of us have demonstrated our ability to feel when something is off, doesn’t feel right, and my husband has demonstrated even a bit of precognition. One night he insisted we keep the dogs in the fence, for no apparent reason, and that night two pit bulls arrived (and we are very rural), one, a female in heat, and the other a male who wasn’t about to let her out of his sight. They didn’t bother the goats, except to check them out from the other side of the fence, but if our dogs had not been in, there definitely would have been a terrible scene unfolding that night. The male kept charging the fence, and our male wanted it badly. Fortunately, thanks to my husbands foresight, nothing bad happened that night, and we’ve never seen them again.

The thing is, we both did wake up. The night/early morning our goats were attacked, other than weird dreams, we had no idea. So that is still a wonderment to me. I even walked right by on my way to get hay for everyone and didn’t notice until I came back to put hay in their feeder. The shock was total, as in, I couldn’t believe what my eyes were showing me. I screamed, and screamed, and screamed, NO!!!! NO!!!! NO!!!! over and over and over, for I don’t even know how long. I was worried that whatever got them, and I immediately knew it was a cougar, might still be around, so I called my husband, still sort of screaming. He, of course, wanted me to go back in the RV to be safe. But, I had the 4 Nigerian Dwarfs in the other large pen by the horse, and wasn’t about to leave them there to also become a casualty. I ran to the RV, and grabbed a protection device, and ran back out to drag those 4 goats to the bigger barn, where I kept the other 4 younger girls (the kids of the three moms who died) overnight.

I’m fairly certain that after my intense screaming, the cougar was having second thoughts about returning right away, but I wasn’t taking any chances. The girls were completely freaked out, so it wasn’t easy to do. They didn’t want to be where they were, but they didn’t want to go anywhere else either. But, I managed to get them all in there. So at least they were all secure. The boys would have to wait until my husband got home, because I couldn’t do it by myself, and their fence was at least considerably taller, about 7 1/2 feet, even though still not tall enough. And my husband did immediately leave work, and made record time getting home. I went in and called the local sheriff’s department, who had someone from the Wildlife, Fish, and Game Department call me. It wasn’t even too long after my husband got home that he arrived.

I did not take a closer look at the crime scene, due to not really wanting to know how bad it was, as it was gruesome enough as it was. Plus, I didn’t want to linger there for other obvious reasons. The dogs, especially Ranger, looked completely bewildered. But there was nothing they, either of them, could have done. It took him about a week to recover, and he is still not eating like he was. The ranger who came called in a local guy who had a number of tracking dogs, and within just several hours they had tracked the animal down. It was about a 110 pound male, had a broken leg, where bone was actually showing through, and was somewhat emaciated. So, it had been desperate for a meal, as it couldn’t hunt normal prey anymore, and had reached the point of throwing caution to the wind. I’m so glad our dogs didn’t try and take it on, or I would have had either more death, or vet bills. Besides, it came from the most vulnerable area where there was fairly deep snow and rough terrain.

I thought it didn’t even get a meal, but my husband informed me that it must have been there at least long enough to get a few bites, as the leg it chewed off was partially eaten. But, it didn’t get much and ran back off into the woods, leaving all three of them behind. A normal healthy cougar, I now know, can in some cases go over a 9 foot fence with a deer in its mouth. That’s what my husband told me the ranger actually saw one do. That’s sobering, as I’ve walked up and down this road, and into the woods, with these goats probably 100-150 days a year, for 5 1/2 years, feeling a need for awareness, but still fairly safe. My neighbor has lived up here for around 35 years, and walks the 1/2 mile or so access road all the time, too.

The funny thing is, we do often feel something watching us, but as we’ve all had personal experience with the big hairy characters who live around here, we don’t find that all that alarming either. Another little thing that came to mind, was that I had a dream with Ballerina in it, about a week before this happened. I don’t remember much about it, except she was laying with her head in my lap, and I was stroking her face while she looked at me with that look of love and affection. I wondered what it meant. I still wonder what it meant. I miss her. I miss all three of them, terribly.

But, I know shit can happen. There are a couple more interesting odd tidbits. I’ve blabbed on and on about the astrological potential of this time we’re in, with specific emphasis on January through March of this year. A line up of planets in Capricorn. One of Capricorn’s symbols is the goat. In my particular chart I have Mercury in my first house at 25 degrees of Capricorn. And, Mercury just happens to be the planet that rules my 6th house, of work, health, and livestock. Livestock. Pluto and Saturn pretty much right on top of Mercury. Capricorn, the goat. Like, slap me in the face. I knew there could be some hardship surrounding the animals, but this for some reason, what happened, just didn’t seriously cross my mind. My animals were all healthy, doing good.

I did get a message from a woman who wanted to bring her goats over to breed to my bucks. But, as she neglected to pay me for last year when I leant her Bob, I wasn’t really wanting to do it, for any amount of money. I was quite happy to have my numbers down, and did not really want to trudge through the snow, to feed, water, and otherwise care for 5 more goats. She said she found someone closer, thankfully. And the thought that they may have been here when this attack happened makes me shudder to even think of the possibilities there.

So, all in all, I guess we could have done more to prevent it. But then, most of the folks out here with goats don’t have a better situation than we do, and some even less set up than we are. It was kind of a freak thing. Cougars will go for small dogs down by the lake a couple miles down the road, as one was nabbed on a walk a few years ago as the story goes. But they seem to congregate down by that lake. There are game trails that go through here, but my neighbor hasn’t ever seen one himself in all the years he has lived out here. He has heard them, though. It’s certainly made me think more about how to balance that fine line, of living in harmony with nature, staying aware and respectful, but not to live in fear and paranoia either.

I did put the boys in a 6x12 foot kennel with a top on it, and a large dog igloo inside, up until yesterday. It’s way too small to keep them in, though, so we moved them back to their original pen. I have to weight their daily health and well being against the potential danger. Sometimes, I just go with what I feel is best, and have to let it go.

The other drama currently playing out in our lives is my husbands job has gotten quite bizarre. As of today, my husband is owed for 4 weeks of pay, two of which should have been received on Monday. But, the checks everyone received had no money in the account to cover them. It’s definitely looking like the guy is just going to string everyone out as far as he can, and then just jump ship, as in, abandon the business, which just happens to be a 96 room 3 story hotel. If there weren’t a few conscientious people who keep coming to work, despite what seems obvious, the building would be left completely unmanned, and there are several people who’ve already paid up for the whole month of February who are still staying there. One of the attorney’s for the owner is hopefully going to speed things up, as at present they do not have legal right to re-occupy the building. What a deal.

Of course, I’ve been sort of writing about this general scenario playing out during this time period, so I am not surprised. What does surprise me, is the amount of lying, fraud, and dodging responsibility this guy has done, like he’s done it many times before. There is much more to this story and there is quite a trail of evidence, but I’ll leave it here for now.

So, this is, astrologically, an issue that affected work (6th house), and is a major upset, even if we did see it coming, so a kind of Plutonian/Saturnian kind of thing. I guess all this illustrates, that even with a bit of foreknowledge, we sometimes just can’t see the bigger picture, and all the possible ramifications. Plus, there is always how we respond to things that influence the full impact and outcome. I could go on, but my neighbor, who is visiting, keeps saying, “you’re writing an awful lot for someone who didn’t want to write anything”. There is always more, but I think I’ve covered the major highlights since I last wrote. Until we meet again...
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Re: Farm Life

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I’m working on several posts, and can’t seem to finish any of them. But, I’ll give it a whirl and see if I can stay with this long enough. As anyone reading here regularly knows, my husband has been going through quite an experience at his place of employment. Without going into great detail, although he will probably not recover the money that he is owed by his previous employer at the hotel he works at, he now has a different job working for the owners and managers of the building itself. It’s turned out rather well for him, and suddenly he does not have to be at work everyday, and is making more money than he was. So, I get to see more of him!

The only downside I can see, is that I often had endless hours alone to spend writing if I chose to. That has all changed, and I’m finding it difficult to adjust. I don’t really have to get up before the sun comes up now most days, and quite frankly, on those cold mornings I’m not really eager to crawl out of those warm comfortable blankets to start the generator, get a fire going, and feed the animals. And, I can’t leave the animals until I feel like to go feed anymore since I have started locking them up in enclosures overnight. We will be expanding their shelters as we can, but in the meantime they are in fairly small quarters. Since goats are kind of mean to each other, and especially since I have several that are pregnant, I feel the need to get out there first thing in the morning to let them all out. As much as I hate to admit it, I am much like my goats. I can adapt to change, but I am actually quite routine oriented and find it takes a bit to get comfortable with those changes.

And now it’s another day. Don’t even know where that one went. I’ve had some fairly wide energy fluctuations, from exuberant, get er done mode, to I need toothpicks to keep my eye lids open. Two out of the last three days have been like the latter. But, I’ll carry on here. Two things are strongly on my mind, that don’t directly have to do with farm life, but do have a wide ranging effect on many, and may affect me directly in the not so distant future. One is the coronavirus, and the second is the 5G roll out, both of which are coming or already here in the city nearest us. They brought several people to be treated to one of our local hospitals, reassuring the public there was no cause for concern.

They are also very busy installing the infrastructure for 5G in many neighborhoods in this same city, and have not had any public forums on the topic. A good friend has decided this must be remedied, and there is one coming up in just a couple days, with some very educated informed speakers lined up to help the community at large have a better understanding of what this technology is all about. I have no doubt this one event is going to create a bigger ripple in the continuum than is expected. My husband and I plan to be there.

I’ve been working on this post as my husband and I were driving to the Social Security Office this morning. I’m going to add my thoughts on this rather mundane exercise because it’s a great example of just how much things have changed in my short little life here. I remember when....you could go to this office and just walk in. You could walk up to the front desk, and, either your request could be handled on the spot, or you could wait for someone to help you, or make an appointment for later.

Now, when we arrived, there was a long line to get in the building, and we got there early. Just to get in the building you have to go through a metal detector, take your coat off, have a pat down if they think you need it, and they go through your belongings. Then, you get to sort of sign in at a kiosk, get a number, and go stand in another line, they call screening. They had 12 bays all together, with not all of them open, and the wait from there was about an hour. The total visit took about 2 hours, which was actually less than I feared, due to the stories I had heard. I had to go there in the first place, because, although I had applied for social security benefits online, I received a letter from them stating I needed to talk to someone about my earnings for a particular year. It turned out to be just a simple number mistake. I had called the number on that letter and left messages twice. No one took my call or got back to me either time. Then I called the office directly, and even there the person I got to talk to was only doing a sort of screening process to either make an appointment for someone to return your call, which I made, or wait on the line for up to 45 minutes for the appropriate person to take my call. Since our cell phone reception is terrible out here, I did not want that option, as my phone would almost surely drop the call in that amount of time.

What a bunch of malarkey. They gave me up to 10 business days that I could receive a call from them, around a time I had given them that was best to call. That way, I could make sure my phone was charged up and in a good spot to ring, and make sure I was around to receive that call during that time. I did this for 10 days. They never called me. So, that’s why I had to go in to begin with.

Now, it’s the next day, and, basically that’s how I spent my day yesterday. And, since I’m just blabbing about my life, I’ll continue to say what’s on my mind. Back to the coronavirus, they have 4 people they have brought to our local hospital for treatment, and the level of fear is palpably rising. They assure everyone how safe it is, as they have this special unit for just this kind of thing. Top of the line, you know. I do plan on stopping at my local Costco to stock up on a few items, should the need to hunker down and just not go anywhere arise.

My friend, who is facilitating this event on 5G, told me that if the roll out goes as planned, she’s selling her beautiful home and moving out of the city. I keep thinking about what I can do to energetically cancel these frequencies out. I know, intuitively, there is a way. I know others are wondering this too. All technology can be used for either benevolent intentions, or to control and harm.

Anyway, on to farm life. I admit, I’m quite preoccupied. So many projects to organize and get done here, especially while my husband has more time at home. We don’t know how long that will last. Gardening and goat birthing coming up. Speaking of goats, I did go get a new full blood, full size, pregnant Lamancha doe. Her name is Dotty, and it suits her. It goes well with naughty, and, since she is quite smart, much like Ballerina was, she is already showing signs of being the ringleader. She’s quite independent, and outspoken, like, loud. And her coloring is much like Firefly, and her daughter, Coco, the other two goats we lost. She is fitting right in. She was put in with a mini Lamancha buck, so her offspring, whether male or female, will be quite the bonus. A full size Lamancha, if milked twice a day, can produce up to a gallon. I’m quite excited.

We are still working on making bigger shelters, with some outdoor space that is covered for safety at night. Goats hate to be confined where they can’t see outside, and we don’t generally put windows in the barns. We are probably going to start our project to enclose another small area on the shelter that is down in the other pen, on the opposite side, after cutting a hole through what was two shelters back to back, today. That way, both sides will have a small covered area exposed to outside, and it should give them a decent amount of space. It’s, unfortunately going to be the perfect height for a midget. We plan to make another barn down in that pen sometime before winter, and then still keep this one for when we need to start separating kids overnight.

I’m also going to be able to get a laptop here in a couple weeks, to replace the one I have that doesn’t work anymore. It’s generally cheaper to get another one than to take one in to be fixed, unfortunately. Then, I’ll be able to post some pictures again. I do love the longer hours of daylight. The goats seem to like it too, acting kind of put out almost on the days I can’t take them out for a walk. Even though it often seems like the worlds gone mad, or at least, our awareness of what is really going on in our world seems to be coming in more clearly, at least for some of us, there is much beauty to be seen. I watch the goats as they run, and jump, twist their bodies in mid air; they just exude a sense of joy. I saw my first herd of elk here several weeks ago too, and it was amazing. There had to be a couple hundred animals. The resilience of life itself is something wondrous to behold.

I remind myself of that every single day. If we change our frequency, everything changes. Nature already knows how to do it. In fact, I would say she can teach us everything we need to know. Just because the prevailing narrative of the masses is being steered in a direction I don’t really want to go, it is very liberating to know I have a choice. I am grateful. And with that, I bid you adieu.
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I definitely need to get my butt out the door, but feel moved to start writing this post as I sit and ponder the current state of affairs, both personal and collective. One thing’s for sure, this bug’s got the world bugged!

Like, nothing is ever going to be the same after this period of time. So weird to have written about this three month window of time, from January through March, and how there would be scenes unfolding that impacted me, and those close to me, as well as a collective event that would get everyone’s attention.

Now that we are smack dab in it, I find myself scrambling to make sense of it all. No doubt I’m not alone. So much is happening, and so fast, and much of it is out of my control. My husband was supposed to get his first paycheck from his new employer five days ago, and, we haven’t got our mail yet today, but so far it has still not arrived. With him getting cheated out of a months pay from the previous employer, this is not happening at the best time. Still, I planned for many months for some kind of hardship to occur during this time, so we are in much better shape than if I hadn’t.

We are seriously needing to get some hay, though. At least we are well stocked with TP, and didn’t have to panic when the stores suddenly became all sold out. And, strangely, the unexpected arrival of my younger son turned out to be mutually beneficial for both of us. He went back to work in Alaska, after visiting his girlfriend in the Philippines, and had been back for a week. In passing conversation he mentioned that his flight had stopped briefly in South Korea, and next thing you know, they were sending him out for a week of quarantine. Kind of ridiculous, if you ask me, since he had already exposed a ton of people, if he had it, for a full week.

We were wondering if we should break out the hazmat suits, to go pick him up at the airport, but seeings as how we didn’t have any, that wasn’t really an option. I consulted a couple of intuitive friends, checked in with my own, and strongly felt there wasn’t any danger, and decided to go with it. It was an interesting week. For one thing he always likes to take us out to eat. If I have more than one meal out, my health does some very strange things that quickly make me realize why I don’t eat that way anymore. I’m not just picky, I just don’t want to have that going on if I can help it, and I can. This was before the total panic set in around us.

He also helped us get some grain for the animals, and some last minute food items. It’s now later in the day from when I started this, and my husband still did not receive his paycheck. He is not a happy camper. Our cell phones, for some reason, are all not working, all three of them. No reception where we live at all for the last 3-4 days. Curious, that. And more than a little frustrating. All in all, it’s shaping up to be a perfect storm. The only thing I wasn’t able to stay ahead of here, was hay for the goats and horse (I’ve actually done really well this winter having just run out and none of it has been moldy), and the special dog food I have to get to keep our one Great Pyrenees from getting sick. What a bummer. But, I refuse, at least so far, to get my panties in a twist. I’ll just borrow some money from someone, to get them through until my husband’s pay gets sorted out. Hate to ask, but I will for them. In about 4 more weeks they could probably all survive by foraging, but not quite yet.

Otherwise, I’m perfectly happy to just stay home and see what new bizarre plot twists occur. We were supposed to go pick up 4 Rhode Island Red chickens from a friend, but that’s been postponed for the moment. We got the coolest little red hen house for them, and got the large chain link kennel all ready for them, finally, after a several year wait. I guess I can wait a little longer.

All four of the goats that are expecting are first timers. One of the Nigerians is due the beginning of next month, and the other 3 middle to end of May. Funny how each year out here, while being the same in many aspects, has been different. This year, overall, the winter was milder than it’s been for the last few years, with a lot of snow early on, but not nearly as cold, and February has been fairly mild. Not even that much rain, even though we did have a severe several day cold snap and blizzard just a few days ago. Not nearly as much mud, due to the slower warm up and the ground not being frozen as deeply. I wonder what kind of bugs are going to be dominant this year. It’s been different every year.

We did start locking the three bigger and pregnant girls up in the bigger pen. We gave them some time to get used to Dotty first, and they seem to be doing okay. We also hooked up a 6 x 6 kennel to the other little barn the Nigerians are in, and cut a door into it, almost doubling the room they have. They seem a lot happier when I lock them up for the night too. Here shortly the ground will warm up, and there will be too much to do. Life just seems to go on, no matter what craziness is erupting in the outer world.

I have a corn cob (which has about 300 kernels on it) and some potatoes I saved from last year, and quite a few seeds. We have a big pile of cut down rotting logs piled in front of where the chicken coup is. I envision a good sized garden there, with fencing that hooks up to the chicken coop. Maybe not this year, but want to at least start the project. My plan is to grow primarily carrots, potatoes, and beets in there. Yes, food production is on my mind.

I fully realize that the scenario unfolding worldwide may have far reaching effects that cannot even be clearly seen. For the moment I feel like I have a little bit of heaven out here, and with great humility admit I really don’t know for sure what is going to happen next. I can speculate and make a few educated guesses as I’m sure you can and do too. Brave new world, here we come...
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I must just purely thank you spiritwind for these posts of real life living in the off the grid of the Great Northwest. I find the posts to be a focus and centering for me, especially today. This world is certainly going insane at the moment around us all. I must say that for so many of us we were forewarned of this coming and did our due diligence to prepare. I read you and your husbands happenings and feel unexpected of good and bad and feel the life that is true. This happens to all of us whether we see or feel it. It is the acceptance and strength we find to keep moving on this journey in time that makes it all worth the learning. I must say that I would be so grateful to be your neighbor in that wilderness. I too have suffered a great loss just recently and it has left a great hole in my soul. My darling soul mate of eternity jumped into the no-time and told me she would be waiting for me.

As for this crazy world of insanity, I just hope all these folks that have seen fit to buy all the toilet paper learn how to eat it and survive. I really think this CV thing is a ploy for far bigger things to happen. My God just watch out for the brain eaters, Ha ha.

You always manage to find a way to care for those sweet little fur balls and I suspect you will keep moving forward.
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“The unexpected of good and bad” certainly sums it up Steven! I’m so sorry your soul mate has left the physical. My husband and I talk about this (happens when you’re in your 60’s and 70’s), and neither one of us wants to leave the other behind, and hope somehow we will go together, regardless of how unlikely that is. My heart goes out to you.

And your presence, both physical and energetic, here on the forum is greatly appreciated. We are a small hidden oasis, and even though it gets a bit lonely here, I am grateful to have a place where I can freely express myself. I think sharing our respective journeys makes us stronger, as certain things of great importance we have in common, no matter how different we may seem to each other. I have found myself reaching out to many in this time, more than ever, not wanting anyone to feel alone. We may see the worst in people, when the going gets tough, but we also see the best, and sometimes from unexpected places.

We are just taking it day by day, trying to keep doing our projects, and trying not to get too caught up in the insanity. Life does go on, and we must still feed, clothe, and house ourselves. Maybe all this isolation I’ve experienced over the last couple years was needed to prepare me for where we are now. I can only imagine those for whom this kind of forced isolation would be tortuous, and there are many. And, of course, there are those rushing madly to exploit the situation. Let’s you know what people are really made of, when that thin veneer starts rubbing off to display what’s underneath.

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I’m sitting here eating my scrambled eggs with sautéed zucchini and home made kimchi. This was my first attempt at making kimchi in over 30 years, and even though my technique needs a bit of work, it turned out rather good. And the eggs are from the four Heritage Rhode Island Red hens we just got last week. So so yummy!

It fills me with gratitude, for what nature has provided. Uma is due to kid in about 4-5 days. That’s pretty exciting, and kind of scary too! I’ve been doing this long enough now, that the beginner’s luck thing has long since wore off, and we’ve dealt with so many situations it boggles the mind. On the other hand, I am more prepared for the unexpected than I’ve ever been. Full steam ahead, I say...

It was a tense few weeks there, with my husband’s first big paycheck from these new employers a full 2 weeks late. Thankfully, it finally came through and we got the bugs worked out for future payments, and I’m mostly prepared to just stay home, and have been. Plenty of food for the animals at present, and being a planner, have plenty for us as well. I spend sometimes weeks at a time not going anywhere anyway, so no big deal there. We’ve had to make a few trips to the hotel, but since it’s closed down and nobody is there except us, I can resist getting shamed for not just staying home.

I mean, that’s the thing that gets me. People have turned into the long arm of the government, and don’t even realize they’ve done so. I’m sure they’re well meaning, but I don’t want to go to the city for reasons entirely different than most. Something very strange has taken hold of people, that in some ways is far more scary than the virus scare itself. I’ve heard all the arguments, and have seen ample evidence supporting both sides, and have come to the conclusion that possibly we’re not all living in the same reality. The split seems to widen almost daily.

Somewhere in the last few days I finally came to that place where I just will not take that energy on. You know, the one that says we should all be afraid, very afraid, and suspicious of one another. And there is no denying it’s thick right now. There is something very pernicious about this energy, and I wonder, am I the only one who can feel/see this? Actually, I know I’m not. I have a few people who see exactly what I see. Often times, I sincerely hope I am wrong, but spirit has never misguided me in this way. Time will tell. It always does.

I do also see some things that are very good coming out of this at the same time, even if some of it is stimulated by fear. A return to gardening, and becoming more self reliant is on the upswing. In fact, this should be a wake up call for every one, at just how fast things can change. We found a couple of fruit trees, an apple and a peach, for a reasonable price, that we will get as soon as the weather gets a little better.

It’s snowing today, and will probably turn to rain later. Therefore a good day to spend some time writing. The trees I picked out are a little bigger and might even produce some fruit this season, which I would like very much. I already transplanted the two little apple trees I already have into bigger pots. I had to pull away the raspberry roots that were threatening to take over as well. They have spread around pretty good, and I should try and make an area for them to be, away from everything else.

It all takes time, though. The soil has to be basically created, and then well fenced to keep goats out. Each year has, and will continue to get better. My neighbor already came down and got the area where we plant corn ready. I think he likes how impressively it has grown there, and wants to see if he can even make it better. He has been gardening for as long as I’ve known him, which is over 40 years. In fact, many of those years, in all my moving around, he has brought me enough plants to have an instant garden. Good friend to have!

I’m having trouble knowing where to plant a few other trees I have acquired. One is the walnut tree I dug up due to gophers. It’s doing much better. And I have a maple tree that really should go in the ground, and just picked up a chestnut tree last year. I would like to see the elder tree have a place to flourish also. We still have a lot of brush growing on most of the property, or heavily treed. I’ve already cleared out a ton of brush and the roots I kept tripping over, in at least the well traveled areas. It’s an ongoing process. Plan on starting a big burn pile in the next few days too.

The last time I had chickens, it was in the city mostly, and I had a little A frame chicken tractor we moved around the yard. Plus, I let them out in the bigger yard during the day. Now I have them in a 6 x 12 chain link kennel with a decent sized chicken house I can lock them up at night in. Our dogs seem to understand that they belong here, and that they will get in trouble if they get too exuberant about trying to get to them, like trying to dig in. But I have no doubt that I will have to lock the dogs up in the fenced area if I want to let the chickens out to free range. The plan is to try and get all the logs that were already piled up in front of where the chickens are since before we got the property moved out of there, and make a big fenced garden area that attaches to the kennel. Then they will have a pretty good sized area to run around in, fairly safely. Again, all in good time.

Since the ground is just dirt now where they are, they trash their water as soon as I put it out there by scratching and digging in the dirt, and their feeder gets mucked up quick too. I got a different one I just hung up in there today, to see if it helps being off the ground, and have a different waterer coming too, that attaches to the chain link fencing. Hopefully that helps, because I can’t change their water out that many times a day!

Lots to do, and my biggest goal has been to pull my attention away from the outer drama going on around me, and back to where it belongs. At least for now, this to me is the real world. I find it very soothing to spend my time taking care of my real everyday needs, and those of our furry and feathered friends. Since we got the big propane tanks, we haven’t had that chore to do every week. And the two 100+ gallon tanks did last all winter. Now that we had them filled again, they should last until fall. We will for sure get the water lines dug and put in this year, so that’s a big plus. And the solar system will get some upgrades too, so that even if we can’t get gas for the generators we can still have a certain amount of power every day.

Well, and while I’m going on and on, the addition to the well house is likely to get done fairly soon also. My husband has more time, and he’s already made the list of exactly what he needs to do the job. That’s exciting, because our plan is to finally get a low energy washer, and a propane dryer for laundry. I’ll be in heaven!!! We also have a good sized freezer we should be able to operate if we beef up our solar system too. Which, will give us more food storage options, so we can preserve more of what we grow, and goats milk for the winter months too.

When I focus on the home front, I see that many good things are coming our way, and for that I am grateful. And I remind myself of the fact that I have beat many situations in my life already, using my intuition and spirit guidance to find my way. Many times other’s tried to convince me I was wrong in my approach, only to see me successful after all. I trust myself, first and foremost, as my own best authority. I don’t mind consulting others I trust, but I trust very few, very few indeed. I know if they ever make vaccines mandatory, and literally try to force us into it against our wishes, I will officially become a fugitive and a freedom fighter to maintain the right to choose what I can and cannot do to my own physical body. I draw the line there, and I will not budge. My whole family knows my stand on this. Hopefully it never comes to that.

I did get a new used laptop, but haven’t spent much time with it yet. Internet kind of sucks right now, due to the big snow storm happening, but maybe later I can try posting a few pictures, since it’s been a long time since I’ve been able to do that. I do feel for all the people who without much warning suddenly found themselves unemployed. We’ve become skilled in living by our wits alone, but for many who didn’t clearly see this coming, and who already live on the edge, this can be a trying time. For those of us who are in pretty good shape it can be an opportunity to foster a sense of community, outreach, and kindness by helping those in our everyday lives who need it most. We can be like salmon, and continue to go against the flow of fear, and create our own streams of benevolent creative life force energy. The big She tells me there IS enough, as her well is limitless, should we choose to drink from it.

I choose to drink deep and full.
I see your love shining out from my furry friends faces, when I look into their eyes. I see you in the flower’s smile, the rainbow, and the wind in the trees....

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