Louie came and we loaded up the truck and moved a pile of cedar fence posts to the garage; then we pitch-forked some nice, half-composted animal bedding with lovely poo-poo's and pee-pee's onto the truck for him to spread on his
experimental vegetable bed; then I brought in a couple of loads of fire wood; then did some more cooking.... Oh my God! My shoulders are taking a hike toward my ears, and I need to just sit down!
The days fly by. Everyone I speak with tells me how good I am looking -- that I am glowing from inside. And I am happy, even if busier than I would like. So what kept me occupied since the last time I wrote in this blog?
We put up a 500-feet fence around the barn yard so the sheepies can have someplace to go out during the cold weather, when snow would prevent me from setting up electic fences. Putting in fence posts, running 5 strands of wire, figuring out the gates... A lot of work, but still less work than moving the electronet around every few days.
The sheep love their winter paddock! When I go out for their morning feeding, they are usually lined up by the gate that opens into the new winter paddock, waiting /to be let out. I've been putting one meal of hay out on the ground in there. One
grazier does that with his cows and swears that the grass grows outrageously thick the following spring. I wonder if I can put some hay on top of my head and wait for my hair to get lustrous and thick as it was in my 20's. Nuts! I am jealous of the grass!
Been trying to help the chickens get over this cold that they caught. It's been several weeks now, with a lot of vitamins and electrolytes in their water, garlic and soybean meal (for protein) in their feed, and even occasional nose (well, beak) wiping. Most of the girls are fine but a few are still sneezing.
Cleaned out the sheep barn, the barn yard and the chicken coop. What a job! The bedding mats down into a wet, heavy carpet that you can't lift up. Well, you find a way to lift it up, obviously, but with a great deal of grunting -- which the sheep find uncouth and low-class. The chickens don't care.
All that rich, fertile "stuff" then got wheel-barrowed out and spread over the ground where I have poor soil, and while I was at it, I dug out some weeds from the pasture, too.
What else? My teaching, of course. My one link to my former corporate life is the graduate course in global talent
management I am teaching. It is a nice way to stay connected to the last 20+ years of my life and identity, and very gratifying to see my students' thinking deepen and grow more nuanced over the duration of the course.
Participated in a couple of small craft fairs where I offered my soup mixes. And, oh, of course! Kept plugging away at getting those mixes ready for Whole Foods. Many hours researching packaging options and labs that do shelf life studies.
Here is one thing that makes my heart smile: The human Marsha had sent me a figure of the Hindu deity Sri Ganesha (the remover of obstacles) before she voluntarily left the earth. She had asked if Ganesha could watch over the sheep in their barn. Ganesha is the symbol of Mind. As our own minds create and remove obstacles on our way, so does Ganesha. I
finally moved Him into the barn, as well pictures of our spritual teachers and a small statue of the Great Mother. Now they all have altars in the sheep barn, and in the evening, when I go to check on the animals and close them in, I stop and bow my head before these faces of the Divine, give thanks for all that God gives me every day, and ask for the next day's Grace so I can realize my vision of this place as a lush, beautiful, living farm and a center of peace for all who care to come.
And now it is time to go check on the animals and close them in for the night.