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25 August 2008
The drive home
25 August 2008 16:16The weather did an amazing turnaround in a very short time today. The morning was so gray and chilly that Dar started a roaring fire to try to warm things up in the house. By late morning the clouds had fled, the sun had come out, and it turned into a spectacular late summer afternoon.
I worked off the chill by stripping off the rest of the wallpaper in the dining room. Well, I'd stripped the wallpaper off last week, but what was left was that nasty bottom layer that glues itself to the wall and requires some effort to remove. I used the old "warm water, water softener, metal spatula" triad on it, and it mostly came off easy-peasy.
I also disposed of yet another dead mouse and nearly got the second, but Chloe was quicker than I was and absconded with it as fast as her pudgy little legs could carry her. Which was a lot faster than my pudgy little legs could carry me, for truth. It's gotten to the point where when we hear a cat meowing at the door to come in, Dar starts chanting "Please don't have a dead thing. Please don't have a dead thing." Heh.
A little while ago I drove Dar to our friend Suelaine's house to do some alpaca Collective business stuff. I decided to take my camera with me, and I'm glad that I did.
( This ) isn't a new sight to me; it's across the street from our friends' mill. I love it, though, and I wish I could go exploring. The problem is that it's smack dab in the middle of a cultivated field, and I don't the owner would appreciate me stomping around through it. Looks like an old fortress tower, doesn't it?
Then I decided to follow a sign I'd seen for a house for sale. We're looking to move to another property, so I thought I'd check it out in case it was a farm. Many miles later down a road with a few farms (none for sale) and a whole lot of nothing else, I came across ( this. ) I didn't get as good a shot as I wanted of it, because it was literally on the bend of a hairpin curve going down a hill. Go figure :)
I finally found my way back to the main road (or what passes for that around here), and was driving through a marshy area when I found ( this guy ) sunning herself on a stump. Everyone was enjoying the weather.
I had to stop at one of the Mennonite farms to pick up some alfalfa hay for the alpacas and Jester. The last of the hay that we bought last spring had gone bad, and while alpacas can't have too much of a diet rich in alfalfa, Dar figured a few bales wouldn't hurt them, especially since 1) the last couple weeks' worth of hay didn't have much nutritional value and 2) the preggos could use the extra protein. This farm is New Order Mennonite in that they dress plainly (there's practically a uniform code) but they'll use electricity and gas-powered farm equipment. They still do business with Old Order folks, of course, which is why they had the message on their shed. ( It's the smiley faces that really crack me up. )
And Dar just called so I have to go pick her up. Catch y'all later. And I hope it's as lovely where you are as it is here.
I worked off the chill by stripping off the rest of the wallpaper in the dining room. Well, I'd stripped the wallpaper off last week, but what was left was that nasty bottom layer that glues itself to the wall and requires some effort to remove. I used the old "warm water, water softener, metal spatula" triad on it, and it mostly came off easy-peasy.
I also disposed of yet another dead mouse and nearly got the second, but Chloe was quicker than I was and absconded with it as fast as her pudgy little legs could carry her. Which was a lot faster than my pudgy little legs could carry me, for truth. It's gotten to the point where when we hear a cat meowing at the door to come in, Dar starts chanting "Please don't have a dead thing. Please don't have a dead thing." Heh.
A little while ago I drove Dar to our friend Suelaine's house to do some alpaca Collective business stuff. I decided to take my camera with me, and I'm glad that I did.
( This ) isn't a new sight to me; it's across the street from our friends' mill. I love it, though, and I wish I could go exploring. The problem is that it's smack dab in the middle of a cultivated field, and I don't the owner would appreciate me stomping around through it. Looks like an old fortress tower, doesn't it?
Then I decided to follow a sign I'd seen for a house for sale. We're looking to move to another property, so I thought I'd check it out in case it was a farm. Many miles later down a road with a few farms (none for sale) and a whole lot of nothing else, I came across ( this. ) I didn't get as good a shot as I wanted of it, because it was literally on the bend of a hairpin curve going down a hill. Go figure :)
I finally found my way back to the main road (or what passes for that around here), and was driving through a marshy area when I found ( this guy ) sunning herself on a stump. Everyone was enjoying the weather.
I had to stop at one of the Mennonite farms to pick up some alfalfa hay for the alpacas and Jester. The last of the hay that we bought last spring had gone bad, and while alpacas can't have too much of a diet rich in alfalfa, Dar figured a few bales wouldn't hurt them, especially since 1) the last couple weeks' worth of hay didn't have much nutritional value and 2) the preggos could use the extra protein. This farm is New Order Mennonite in that they dress plainly (there's practically a uniform code) but they'll use electricity and gas-powered farm equipment. They still do business with Old Order folks, of course, which is why they had the message on their shed. ( It's the smiley faces that really crack me up. )
And Dar just called so I have to go pick her up. Catch y'all later. And I hope it's as lovely where you are as it is here.
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