Oh where to start! I realize that it has been nearly 6 months since we last met. How have you been? Where did you go this summer? What are you doing now? Can we hang out?
Those first few minutes when you see an old friend and you’re supposed to do the catching up thing and it’s all superficial and you part ways before actually saying anything…. Let’s not do that.
Jonah is doing awesomely great! I love him, even though his favorite place to be is in mom’s compost pile. Which can make him a bit stinky. Like a happy farm dog :] He is so tender hearted and smart and willing to help. Now that he knows this is home, he’s also VERY protective. He’s my Jonah and I’m so happy that we have found each other!
I am living with a mob of wild brumbies:
Families like this are one of the greatest thing to happen to the world. My world and yours. And theirs? There is so much joy and love and constant surprises within this house! What had started as a short term invitation… They are going to have to build a bigger house for more kids cuz I don’t want to even think of leaving!
Youth Ministry Coordinator for the Santiam Canyon Vicariate is more coordination and less challenge than I was dreaming it would be. An update another 6 months from now and it will be a new job, too! The youths are absolutely wonderful. I’m inspired to learn and grow alongside of them each day. This week’s lesson: since we each only have a limited amount of time- how are you spending yours? Spending being defined as ‘to use up, pay out, consume, exhaust, wear out’ as opposed to wasted. Each of us having unique things that make us uniquely happy, why waste your time on anything other than what you were made to do? When will you choose to spend your time on happiness?
On a side note, I don’t remember if I mentioned in the last post- I am staying home and India has found another intern to transform the recovery process for those people rescued from trafficking. Send your prayers, wishes, good vibes to IJM as they persevere to fight for the rights of those without voices.
Speaking of happiness! I built a wall! Walls are so important. Especially when things are at risk of going where they shouldn’t. Things like dirt and cold air and mosquitoes. And maybe stinky dogs when they have been busy excavating and evicting mice out in the wonderful liquid sunshine! It’s his job and he’s so good at it!
The wall, back to the wall! My little brother has a dug out basement and little boys that love to run up and down the hill. This is the same hill our Grandma’s had grandkids running up and down for decades. The difference is that there were some shrubs retaining the soil that have been taken out (no more snowball bush, le sigh). Time to build a wall to make Grandma proud!
There came a moment when the rocks got too small and I mentioned that I was going to get the tractor to bring in more rocks which my dad heard and quickly delegated rock hunting to my brother and cousin who were working in the orchard. When I said bigger is better, they listened. When the Kubota started tipping over, they came back for the Challenger. It met the challenge. Bigger rocks arrived!
It was tons of fun to do this for little brother and his family. I’m excited to do another row across the top after he moves some of those plants. He was worried that I was working too hard and just couldn’t seem to understand how much satisfaction there was in meticulously placing and shaping and rearranging rocks. There’s so much more than just putting them in a row, y’all! It’s art with one of Mother Nature’s least pliable mediums that will hopefully just become more interesting as the flowerbeds develop, the moss grows, the next rock wall is added…
The garden was awesome as always! Here’s the tomato patch that’s still producing. Much, much slower than when that photo was taken. How many pounds of tomatoes were harvested? So many! The neighbors began looking at my mom as if she were threatening zucchini, and she hadn’t even planted any of those delightful curbits! 17 pints of whole tomatoes, 30 quarts and 9 pints of juice, 57 pints of various salsas, and 34 half pints of paste. There’s still two plants in there. Next year’s project will be hog panels for them to be trained on. Now accepting applications for an experienced Tomato Tamer.
It is so great to have mom’s garden thriving! I love the way her garden is overflowing with bounteous surprises and surprising bounties. The mustard that went to seed is turning into a carpet of mustard greens- quite delightful with a hamburger. The pepper plant that self seeded in the high tunnel was just about to set- maybe next year his brothers will germinate in time. Seeds were saved from the most delicious tomatoes and some from the beans, too. The compost has been spread in an attempt to smother the Red Dead Nettle (seems like a funny name for a nettle. Plant names. So interesting!). The dahlias have been dug. The cane betties have been pruned and trained. I’m pruning apple trees right now…. Which might sound like I know what I’m doing. I don’t have any idea! I just like to climb in trees and play with chainsaws. Not always at the same time :]
And here we are! I am so excited to be on the farm, loving being back home, and am so excited to spend the life I have left right here in the garden. No more wasting time leaving the country for extended internship adventures. I can’t wait to see what happy adventures await me right here!
Next adventure: Thanksgiving and how to survive holiday insanity.
22 days after I wrote that and Mom asks if she needs to check my blog. Not since Thanksgiving I say. Nothing since this summer she says.
Apologies if they are needed. I thought I has post this. Figuring it had been too long since I last posted and that no one was interested in reading the Stay At Home Adventures and no one was interested in telling me how cute my puppy is, I guess I never thought to check! Umm… How about another update next week. First. This one needs to get to the press.
Love to all of you! Stay warm- an inversion is coming! What’s that quote? “Stand on your head and give your love to a world that’s upside down”