Energy journal: perspectives on work and beauty

Springtime means we have eggs again.  

We can get up to 18 eggs a day from our 21 duck hens. The chickens are down to 2-3 eggs per 19 hens. Time to make chicken sausage. 

We can get up to 18 eggs a day from our 21 duck hens. The chickens are down to 2-3 eggs per 19 hens. Time to make chicken sausage. 

We tried saving duck eggs in the basement without refrigeration, but had an unacceptable spoilage rate. Ducks are messy creatures; unclean eggs don’t save well. Refrigeration helps to preserve eggs by slowing bacterial growth. It also requires electricity. Melissa, a friend of ours, sent us a link on how to preserve eggs without electricity, a method called “water glassing.”

One ounce of slaked lime to one quart of water. Use only clean, unwashed eggs.  

One ounce of slaked lime to one quart of water. Use only clean, unwashed eggs.  

We are trying it with the 5-6 clean duck eggs we get every day and will see how they are in November, when our egg production slows down. Michael noted that we are substituting one form of energy (electricity for refrigeration) for another (the energy it takes to heat oyster shell, bone, or limestone and then rehydrate the ashes to make slaked lime), in order to take energy away from bacteria, thereby preserving it for our own consumption. I haven’t done an efficiency rating, so it’s difficult to say which method is “better.”

Every day Michael and I engage in some form of exercise, be it strength training or walking Zeke. We also work physically hard at gardening, bird care, construction, and all the other daily living that goes on around here. The idea is that if you expend the energy in exercising, you train muscles to work more efficiently when you need them for farm work and keep yourself from getting hurt. This is true, up to a point.  

After helping move about 6 broken RR ties out of the way and loading 3 more into the trailer by hand, I started seeing stars and we had to call in the guy with the forklift!

After helping move about 6 broken RR ties out of the way and loading 3 more into the trailer by hand, I started seeing stars and we had to call in the guy with the forklift!

I have a certain appreciation for the amount of energy machinery substitutes for hand labor. Michael was able to unload and place all the RR ties using the tractor and a logging chain.  

1949 Ford. It takes a lot of care, but is better at moving heavy things than I am!  

1949 Ford. It takes a lot of care, but is better at moving heavy things than I am!  

The outline of future raised garden beds. 

The outline of future raised garden beds. 

The new garden beds is another effort to substitute one form of energy (our digging up and beating back the quack grass and Creeping Charlie every year) for another (having a physical barrier between the quack grass and our garden). We will lay down black plastic to kill the grass that is there before finally placing the ties. We may plant rhubarb around the raised beds as another barrier. We will see how it works. We are expending a huge amount of energy to deprive weeds of nutrients we put into the garden (we hauled about 8 trailer loads of compost this spring) so we can grow vegetables instead. 

We constantly use energy to alter our environment to suit our needs and desires. The energy it takes to post this blog, making information available to you, dear readers, is mind boggling. Here is to appreciating how we spend energy every day, and paying attention to how to do so elegantly, which is to say both effectively and efficiently. Michael reminds me this is Socrates’ definition of “beauty.”  In that sense, may we all have a beautiful day. 

Fishing journal: May 15 cold water, turtles, and fish

Our first time putting the canoe on the Yaris.  

Our first time putting the canoe on the Yaris.  

Michael promised me we would go fishing this year. After a few warm days, we decided it was time. 

Places usually paved in water lilies were barren. 

Places usually paved in water lilies were barren. 

Ice out occurred about a month back, but the water remains cold. We did have snow 6 days ago. 

Turtles on every high point.  

Turtles on every high point.  

We toured every place we usually catch fish. 

Michael paddled me around until we found where the fish were. 

Michael paddled me around until we found where the fish were. 

This day, they were in places we usually can’t fish due to the lily pads. 

6 sunnies, 5 crappies and 1 keeper bass

6 sunnies, 5 crappies and 1 keeper bass

Irene had fish for dinner. Her favorite. 

We can hardly wait until we can take the Grand Girl fishing with us. 

We can hardly wait until we can take the Grand Girl fishing with us. 

Springtime journal: May 9th—snow, baby birds, flowers, and gardens

This morning’s snow melted by noon.  

This morning’s snow melted by noon.  

Spring comes slowly but inexorably to the Big Woods.   On April 30th, the 15 Cornish Cross chicks and 10 Peking ducklings we ordered arrived at the feed mill. 

These chicks are already about 3 times larger. By the time they are 7 weeks old, they will weigh 5-6 pounds each. 

These chicks are already about 3 times larger. By the time they are 7 weeks old, they will weigh 5-6 pounds each. 

Peking ducklings: large and hardy!   

Peking ducklings: large and hardy!   

On May 5th our “Easter Eggs” began to hatch. We gathered eggs over 3 days and the hatch lasted 3 days. 

At the top you can see an egg with a small hole, called a “pip.”  It takes about 24 hours from pipping for a duckling to make it all the way out of its shell.  

At the top you can see an egg with a small hole, called a “pip.”  It takes about 24 hours from pipping for a duckling to make it all the way out of its shell.  

We left the ducklings in the incubator until fluffy, then transferred them to a heated bin.  

We left the ducklings in the incubator until fluffy, then transferred them to a heated bin.  

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We transferred the hatchlings to a larger space in the winter duck coop, which is where the April 30th baby birds have their heated cubby holes. 

The cubbies are temporary and built on the idea of removable lambing pens.  

The cubbies are temporary and built on the idea of removable lambing pens.  

Out of the 22 eggs we started, 21 were fertile. Out of those 21, 19 ducklings made it out of their shells. Two died before pipping, both black runner ducks. Tuesday morning (5/7), I found one of the tiny blacks trampled to death. We moved the babies to their larger outside cubby that same morning.  

A variety pack of 16 chicks arrived from McMurray’s in Iowa on May 8th.  

A variety pack of 16 chicks arrived from McMurray’s in Iowa on May 8th.  

Our hens are all 2-5 years old. We get 1-2 eggs a day from 19 hens. We needed new layers, but our rooster died this past January.  Old chickens are VERY tough, so we are investigating how to make chicken sausage. Amazingly, our elderly ducks still lay reasonably well.  

 

The bloodroot bloomed during the time we have been increasing our flocks.  

The bloodroot bloomed during the time we have been increasing our flocks.  

We have been doing a lot of digging, and a little planting, between bird care and storms. 

The straw corner we planted in garlic last fall. The plot between the garlic and the rhubarb is filled with 800 onions. There is a strip of potatoes running along the edge of the garlic/onion plots. We have been enriching the rest of the garden with…

The straw corner we planted in garlic last fall. The plot between the garlic and the rhubarb is filled with 800 onions. There is a strip of potatoes running along the edge of the garlic/onion plots. We have been enriching the rest of the garden with compost, waiting for the soil temperature to rise. 

We now have about 15 hours of daylight. We need to use as much of that time as we can. No wonder we sleep well, if not long. We have to have fresh vegetables to feed the Grand Girl when she comes to visit!   

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Dog walk journal: my road is paved with agates!

While visiting with my mom and sisters, my older sister found some lovely stones and asked me if I knew what they were. Semi-translucent with coarse crystal equaled quartz in my opinion. Not agate?  Nope. 

Upon returning home, I started looking for examples of agates for her. While walking Zeke, this is what I found: 

Agates are formed in layers, usually by minerals seeping in and filling holes (or vugs) in volcanic rock. 

Agates are formed in layers, usually by minerals seeping in and filling holes (or vugs) in volcanic rock. 

The composition of the mineral mix in the water that seeped into the vugs determines color.  

The composition of the mineral mix in the water that seeped into the vugs determines color.  

Agates are a type of quartz, but with a microcrystalline structure. 

Agates are a type of quartz, but with a microcrystalline structure. 

The difference in crystal structure makes agates look glassy (left), while quartz looks duller and lumpier (right).

The difference in crystal structure makes agates look glassy (left), while quartz looks duller and lumpier (right).

All the rocks I found were part of the gravel made to pave my road. Other local sources of paving media includes crushed basalt and limestone. 

Basalt is a lava that cools quickly and has fine grains, making it pretty uniform. It doesn’t cool as quickly as obsidian, or volcanic glass. Around here, we can have layer upon layer of basalt flows, up to 20,000 feet thick. We live on what used to…

Basalt is a lava that cools quickly and has fine grains, making it pretty uniform. It doesn’t cool as quickly as obsidian, or volcanic glass. Around here, we can have layer upon layer of basalt flows, up to 20,000 feet thick. We live on what used to be a mid-ocean rift!  

Our driveway was paved with limestone gravel. Limestone is all the shells from sea creatures that sink to the bottom and get squished into stone. (No extra charge for the wild duck in this photo.)

Our driveway was paved with limestone gravel. Limestone is all the shells from sea creatures that sink to the bottom and get squished into stone. (No extra charge for the wild duck in this photo.)

It seems that the faster melted rock cools, crystals don’t have as much time to form and so are smaller. 

The agates in the pavement come from local gravel deposits, delivered thousands of years ago by glaciers that scooped them up from around where Lake Superior is now and dumped them as they melted. The St. Croix River used to drain Lake Superior, back when the Niagra Falls were blocked by other glaciers.

We have had several different glaciers run over this area, and they brought their own assortment of rocks. That is why, according to Michael, we have such beautiful and interesting pavement. Walking Zeke every day over one of the two mile treks might get boring. Now that I am learning about rocks, just looking under my feet keeps it new every day. 

Walking west down to the river. The valley is so wide due to having glaciers fill up the river valley cut by prior mass drainage events, and having the river re-cut through the softer glacial till, as well as having the land rebound and then the riv…

Walking west down to the river. The valley is so wide due to having glaciers fill up the river valley cut by prior mass drainage events, and having the river re-cut through the softer glacial till, as well as having the land rebound and then the river cut through the uplift. A mile of ice weighs a lot! 

Walking east, where it is flat enough to farm all that good dirt delivered by those glaciers. 

Walking east, where it is flat enough to farm all that good dirt delivered by those glaciers. 

There is something comforting knowing that the earth that supports me has gone through cataclysmic changes, but is still here.  

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It will be here for the Grand Girl, even if it looks nothing like it does today.  

Season journal: Easter eggs and the last of the snow

Michael dusted off the incubator and we started eggs a week ago. 

A fertile duck egg.  

A fertile duck egg.  

An infertile duck egg. 

An infertile duck egg. 

Only one of the twenty two duck eggs we started was not showing any signs of growth. None of our chicken eggs were fertile. We lost our alpha rooster in January to old age, and our beta rooster isn’t long for this world. They are no longer “spring chickens.”

And spring it is!  The last of our snow has succumbed to today’s inch and a half of rain.  

Yesterday the grass considered the concept of green. 

Yesterday the grass considered the concept of green. 

Today it decided on green as its new theme.  

Today it decided on green as its new theme.  

A week ago, white covered the earth. 

A half inch of hail and three inches of snow on April 10th...so much better than the 2 feet the weather man forecast. 

A half inch of hail and three inches of snow on April 10th...so much better than the 2 feet the weather man forecast. 

Just ahead of today’s rain, the road crew cleared our culvert. 

Full. 

Full. 

Empty. 

Empty. 

The grouse have been thrumming their subsonic thumping that starts slow and speeds up until your heart starts racing too. The blue herons fly overhead trailing nesting material. The vultures wheel about in what warmth they can find. The Sandhills sing their warbling love songs and the blackbirds trill in the willows. We planted our indoor seeds today. Spring is late this year, but ever so welcome. 

Vacation journal: Colorado and New Mexico in March

Farm girls get to go on vacation now and then, and my vacations are built around my favorite thing: family! My first stop was to see the Grand Girl and her parents. We did what we usually do:  

Made funny faces.  

Made funny faces.  

Went out and played. 

Went out and played. 

Made and ate good food (our first hot water crust meat and veg pie...yum!)

Made and ate good food (our first hot water crust meat and veg pie...yum!)

Then off to see my sisters and mom in New Mexico, where we: 

Made happy faces. 

Made happy faces. 

Went out and played.  

Went out and played.  

Made and ate good food (pan seared duck breast, pan fried Brussels sprouts, roasted root vegetables and salad...yum).The flowers were just beginning to bloom in New Mexico when I left. I arrived back to snow on the ground. Good weather for working o…

Made and ate good food (pan seared duck breast, pan fried Brussels sprouts, roasted root vegetables and salad...yum).

The flowers were just beginning to bloom in New Mexico when I left. I arrived back to snow on the ground. Good weather for working on an appeal, so that we eventually will have more funds to keep building!  

One more photo of that Grand Girl:

Credit to Uncle Austin for the whale coat! 

Credit to Uncle Austin for the whale coat! 

Season journal: the waters of March

Zeke enjoying a St. Paddy’s day outing.  

Zeke enjoying a St. Paddy’s day outing.  

When Lake Superior freezes over, spring comes late. One week ago (3/10), it snowed 7 inches.  

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It then rained for the next two

days.  

The chickens haven’t ventured this far since January.  

The chickens haven’t ventured this far since January.  

Michael and I had cleared the garage roof and shoveled snow away from the edge to minimize flooding in our “guest cabin.”  

Only a small river runs through it.  

Only a small river runs through it.  

Michael also shoveled the snow out of the ditch Clyde and Irene excavated to make a walk-out basement, in order to avoid having the basement flood.  

It worked!  Dry basement.  

It worked!  Dry basement.  

The pond is full again, and the snow hasn’t all melted yet. 

We won’t be planting the garden anytime soon.  

We won’t be planting the garden anytime soon.  

There are signs of spring around, nevertheless. 

The oaks don’t shed their leaves until spring comes.  

The oaks don’t shed their leaves until spring comes.  

It snowed again today.  

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It might keep snowing until mid May.  I hope not. Our baby chicks and ducks should all arrive around May Day. We hope to have the birds on pasture by then so the babies can stay in the coops instead of the guest cabin. We have to keep those babies warm! 

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Weather journal: snowiest February in quite some time and thank goodness for child labor

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We celebrated having both girls and the Grand Girl here for two days in late February by having an 6” snow fall. It took no time at all to clear the driveway!   

This snow came after we had already cleared off the 11” we had gotten a few days before the girls arrived.  

Fluffy, not heavy, but still amazing to move. 

Fluffy, not heavy, but still amazing to move. 

We haven’t had time to do any formal weight lifting, but I do believe I’m developing some new muscles!  Of course, they are a bit lopsided, due to favoring throwing the snow right-handed. Even the US Postal Service shut down for a day due to this snow fall.  

The amount of snow by the roadside isn’t spectacular until you realize there’s usually a ditch there.  

The amount of snow by the roadside isn’t spectacular until you realize there’s usually a ditch there.  

We hadn’t moved the Subaru for a couple of weeks. 

We hadn’t moved the Subaru for a couple of weeks. 

Michael bought a roof rake. We hope to prevent our garages from flooding when melt time comes. The ground will be frozen when the melt begins.

The snow from the roof was compacted. Made me feel like I was in a Star Trek episode! 

The snow from the roof was compacted. Made me feel like I was in a Star Trek episode! 

Now it is sunny and cold. 22 below and the sky becomes a deep blue.  

Sparkle! 

Sparkle! 

Harvest journal: volunteerism at its best

Stuck.  

Stuck.  

We found a rabbit stuck in our fence once before, but he had expired. This one was still alive when Michael went to water the ducks this morning. Michael tried to free him, but he had injured himself so badly he would not survive once disentangled.

That left the issue of what to do with him. Michael put him out of his misery and I undressed him. 

Clean! 

Clean! 

Previously, I have dredged the pieces in seasoned flour and made a stew. This time I marinaded the bits in a dry vermouth/Dijon mustard/shallot/rosemary mix for about 4 hours. Then browned the bits in olive oil. Put the marinade in the searing pan (after removing the bits) and added chicken broth. Bits back in sauce and simmered for an hour or so. Once tender, I fished the bits out and put the sauce onto a brisk simmer, until reduced to about a quarter of its original volume. While this was happening, I boiled our favorite noodle and wilted spinach in some more olive oil. When the sauce was sufficiently reduced, I added a splash of cream and put the bits (now boned) back in the sauce. Layered, it was quite fine. 

I forgot the food porn part until half way through dinner.  

I forgot the food porn part until half way through dinner.  

Persephone and Irene shared in our bounty. It all served as a lovely reminder of the luck that has followed us through 32 years of marriage (as of today) and all the blessings rained upon us, as well as the generosity of others. We thank you Mr. Bunny. We thank you all.  

We look forward to feeding this one and her mommy.  We’ll have to wait to sustain her dad until summer comes. 

We look forward to feeding this one and her mommy.  We’ll have to wait to sustain her dad until summer comes. 

Weather journal: 4 days. 14 inches of snow.

Snow began falling in the wee hours of Friday, February 8.  It began with light rain. 

4” with the ice making the trees light up.  

4” with the ice making the trees light up.  

We got another 4” on Saturday and then 6” from Sunday into Monday.  

Beginning to feel like a fortress!   

Beginning to feel like a fortress!   

The snow piles are almost as tall as I am.  

The snow piles are almost as tall as I am.  

Michael can put his liners in his boots, and so we’ve both been out moving snow. Good cardio. I’m happy we have been doing upper body workouts lately, so the shoveling hasn’t been too hard on arms and shoulders. 

Today, Valentines Day, Michael could finally fit into shoes!!!  Yayayayay.  

Today, Valentines Day, Michael could finally fit into shoes!!!  Yayayayay.  

Not bad for an old guy.  

We were so full from beans and sopaipillas for dinner we didn’t have any of the cake...so we saved it for breakfast today.  

We were so full from beans and sopaipillas for dinner we didn’t have any of the cake...so we saved it for breakfast today.  

Can hardly wait to see this one and toss her in a snow bank!   

Can hardly wait to see this one and toss her in a snow bank!   

And voila, more snow today!   

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So much snow, the pheasants are becoming bold.  They are now venturing inside the duck pen, along with the rabbits that sneak under the fence. 

So much snow, the pheasants are becoming bold.  They are now venturing inside the duck pen, along with the rabbits that sneak under the fence. 

Weather journal: a 72° temperature swing

Four days ago we had 36° below zero. Two days ago we had 36° above zero. Today we have single digits above and snow.  

The change in temperature created fog.  

The change in temperature created fog.  

The ground was still very cold, so the fog froze to all surfaces. 

The black top went from slightly frosted to ice covered to snow covered. Makes for a slippery walk with Zeke.  

The black top went from slightly frosted to ice covered to snow covered. Makes for a slippery walk with Zeke.  

Heading west down towards the river on Sunday. 

Heading west down towards the river on Sunday. 

Walking east to infinity today.  

Walking east to infinity today.  

While out putting the birds to bed yesterday, the wind would whir through the trees, which then started to crackle like taking ice cubes out of their trays.  

All the leaves have become brittle with ice.  

All the leaves have become brittle with ice.  

The snow makes different sounds, from the sharp crackle of stiff cellophane to the snap of styrofoam in a deep resounding box, depending on its depth.  

The sock is doing it’s job well.  

The sock is doing it’s job well.  

Walking is helping Michael’s foot heal. Happy we have a dog to take us both for walkies.  

Weather journal: minus 38 at sunrise

The coldest part of the day is just after sunrise, which is a little before I (or Michael, once the doctor okays his lifting more than 20 lbs) go out to feed and water the birds. The reality of Life in the Big Woods is cold weather. Knowing this, I made myself what I call my “fake beard.” 

I custom-spun alpaca with silk for the beard. Circular design that is conical. The unstretchiness means it blocks wind. Non-wool material doesn’t irritate my skin.  Michael made me the hat from Jacob wool he spun. Super stretchy to hug my head!

I custom-spun alpaca with silk for the beard. Circular design that is conical. The unstretchiness means it blocks wind. Non-wool material doesn’t irritate my skin.  Michael made me the hat from Jacob wool he spun. Super stretchy to hug my head!

Michael traditionally grows his “deer hunting” beard, which I have coveted for years dealing with scarves that come unwound. No more! 

The last time we saw less than 30 below, we had small children and lived in The Cities. Blowing bubbles outside and watching them roll around on the ground, then break like glass, was fun. Now we have a dog and live in Big Woods territory, which gives us other wonders of very cold weather.  

The ground above the culvert cracked apart about a half an inch. It’s called a “frost quake.” 

The ground above the culvert cracked apart about a half an inch. It’s called a “frost quake.” 

We didn’t have any wind, just startling blue sky. Pouring out the unfrozen part of the bird buckets makes sharp cracking sounds.  

We didn’t have any wind, just startling blue sky. Pouring out the unfrozen part of the bird buckets makes sharp cracking sounds.  

Michael is walking and can fit his swollen foot in a snow boot, with the lining removed. I am making him a large woolen sock to fit over his other sock, to give him a bit more insulation. It’s handy to know how to turn a heel, so I can make any shape sock I need!

Surrounded by my boys.  

Surrounded by my boys.  

Walking Zeke lets us see the drama of the wild, even if it’s the wild right next to the road. 

A pheasant walked here; then an eagle feasted. 

A pheasant walked here; then an eagle feasted. 

I’m so happy we can both take Zeke for walkies now!  This is too great not to share. And it is too lovely to have cold keep us inside. 

Pet journal: meet Zeke

Our new Springer Spaniel/Lab mutt friend

Our new Springer Spaniel/Lab mutt friend

We celebrated Michael’s being able to walk (but not carry more than 20 lbs) by visiting the Animal Rescue next to the hospital. Two days later (after clearing out space in our room) we brought Zeke home. Our daughter reminded us it was the 3 year anniversary of Zealot’s death. We have missed having a dog in our lives, but had neither time nor space for a new one.  Not that we will ever have a lot of extra time, but devoting attention to animals is part of what we do. 

Dusty spent the entire first day Zeke was here growling from under the bed.  

Dusty spent the entire first day Zeke was here growling from under the bed.  

Day 3 and Dusty is beginning to accept having a new family member around.  

Day 3 and Dusty is beginning to accept having a new family member around.  

We did have to move Dusty’s food, water and cat litter box into a room that we could close to Zeke. Dusty spent most of Day 2 in that room with the door closed. Then he decided that he didn’t like being alone and so has made a tentative (claw’s length) peace with Zeke. 

Zeke had a couple of accidents on Days 1 and 2, but we got his yard ground-fenced yesterday. He spent all of that time outside with us. He snuck under the fence once and I shinnied under that same fence after him.  He spent the rest of the time at the end of a very long rope, until we finished putting up bottom fencing. Then he got to run free. He hasn’t had any more accidents. We are all learning how to read each other!   

He is a smart puppy. He came to our house knowing how to sit on command, but not to lie down. Yesterday I taught him that command. I’m teaching him “come” to get up the stairs (he never wants to go up the long staircase), and we are working on walking without winding either of us up in his leash.  

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He chewed up one of our daughter’s shoes, but Dusty has been guarding my shoes. Good cat!  

Like any youngster, we need to keep a close eye on Zeke. We will introduce him to the chickens when the weather warms up and they come out of their coop. He’s a runner, and came in as a stray, so will never be out free-ranging with the chickens. Zealot was the same. It just means we will be on our regular walk routine again!  

Perhaps the best news of all is that Irene is making friends with both Zeke AND Dusty. It helps that Dusty no longer feels free to lay in the middle of doorways, creating a trip hazard for Irene, and he is more appreciative of attention. Irene loved Zealot. We hope she can love both Zeke and Dusty. Looks like she will.  

Chore journal: having livestock is a great way to get outdoors in the winter

Spring, summer and autumn are all about gardening. Winter here tends to be weighted toward inside activities. This can lead to cabin fever. Having livestock, however, guarantees that you will spend quality time outside on a daily basis.  

The bunnies come and clean up feed left on the ground by the ducks and chickens.  

The bunnies come and clean up feed left on the ground by the ducks and chickens.  

You get to see the sun on occasion!  The old part of the cabin, where we spend most of our inside time, has few windows. 

You get to see the sun on occasion!  The old part of the cabin, where we spend most of our inside time, has few windows. 

Sometimes it rains tiny stars.  

Sometimes it rains tiny stars.  

The swans fly from the fields to the river every evening. The geese fly high, but I can hear the wind in the swans’ wings.  

The swans fly from the fields to the river every evening. The geese fly high, but I can hear the wind in the swans’ wings.  

Emptying the outside tubs is an evening chore. Watching the ice develop over time, as well as its run-off patterns, is fascinating.  

Emptying the outside tubs is an evening chore. Watching the ice develop over time, as well as its run-off patterns, is fascinating.  

The mower blade/rail tie counterweights on the squirrel-proof bird feeder make interesting light patterns. They also chime in the wind.  

The mower blade/rail tie counterweights on the squirrel-proof bird feeder make interesting light patterns. They also chime in the wind.  

Light changes in quality with cloud cover and ice crystals or fog or other airborne water particles, as well as with the position of the sun. It keeps the same view ever fresh.  

Light changes in quality with cloud cover and ice crystals or fog or other airborne water particles, as well as with the position of the sun. It keeps the same view ever fresh.  

Michael has been doing more outside, hauling all the water buckets in the morning and occasionally hauling wood in the day. He has been more conscientious about elevating his surgery site to reduce the swelling. I am still doing many of the outdoors jobs, and now am loathe to give them up!   

Grand Girl journal: she walks, she talks, she steals your heart and your shoes

Our time with L, in somewhat chronological order from the morning of December 22, 2018, to her departure on January 4, 2019:

The GG never met a slipper she didn’t like.  

The GG never met a slipper she didn’t like.  

While not redistributing footwear and canned goods, she was always ready to eat.  

Jelly, straight out of the jar. Must be at grandma’s house.  

Jelly, straight out of the jar. Must be at grandma’s house.  

She needed energy to oversee the cutting of the tree.   Our windbreak trees needed thinning. 

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“Tree” was L’s first word.  

Helping her Da inspect the lights.  

Helping her Da inspect the lights.  

All the unbreakable ornaments went on the bottom half of the tree...due to the cat, of course.  

Putting the final touches on the decorations.  

Putting the final touches on the decorations.  

The youngest member always distributes the presents.  

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We modified the rule to “the youngest who can read.”  This left Auntie Sister on the hook.  

Dolls and books. Her favorites.  

Dolls and books. Her favorites.  

L is fascinated by animals.  

“Hi Mee!” 

“Hi Mee!” 

Most things merit only one syllable with L. So her blanket is “blah” and water is “wah”, but the cat became “Meow.”  He acted the gentleman with her. 

L and Meow birdwatching.  

L and Meow birdwatching.  

At 18 months, she can climb onto chairs and beds and most everything else. More importantly, she safely climbs down again. I did put together a very short stool to help the process; the benefits of having nicely finished scrap wood!   

I think she had a good time while here.  

Playing tag with Da.  

Playing tag with Da.  

Watching Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer with Michael. L hasn’t named us yet.  

Watching Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer with Michael. L hasn’t named us yet.  

Sledding in the new year.  

Sledding in the new year.  

Making L-sized holes in snow piles.  

Making L-sized holes in snow piles.  

Feeding herself yogurt and more jelly.  

Feeding herself yogurt and more jelly.  

Rearranging the larder. I’m still finding cans in odd corners.  

Rearranging the larder. I’m still finding cans in odd corners.  

Sharing her fingers with Summa (which is what Artemis named Irene when she was about 18 months old).  

Sharing her fingers with Summa (which is what Artemis named Irene when she was about 18 months old).  

Tolerating goodbye kisses from us.  

Tolerating goodbye kisses from us.  

We miss her, and her parents too.  

Construction journal: shower trim installed!

The grab bar and shower hardware are in too. 

The grab bar and shower hardware are in too. 

Now to get the construction grime cleaned up. There’s a reason I’m not showing the pan. 

You didn’t want to watch me on the ladder juggling screw drivers, boards, caulk guns, etc.  

You didn’t want to watch me on the ladder juggling screw drivers, boards, caulk guns, etc.  

I have two days to turn my workshop into a bedroom fit for an 18 month old (and her parents). 

I will be doing a lot of stairs, storing equipment in the basement.  

I will be doing a lot of stairs, storing equipment in the basement.  

My planned schedule got delayed a bit due to Irene going to the ER with a bowel obstruction on Sunday. I got her out today. The 4 hours on Sunday and 5 hours today (and daily trips to the hospital in between) ate into my work time. Michael, having only one working foot, isn’t eligible to drive, or to stand on ladders. He continues to make fabulous bread though!  

The ladies know who bakes their bread.  

The ladies know who bakes their bread.  

The weather gods have blessed me with warm weather and scant snow.  

The crystals formed overnight between warm days, until the nights were warm too.  

The crystals formed overnight between warm days, until the nights were warm too.  

We are hoping for snow on Christmas Eve, so the Grand Girl will have a chance to use her new sled. 

We will cut a Christmas tree when the Girl arrives so she can help decorate ours too.  

We will cut a Christmas tree when the Girl arrives so she can help decorate ours too.  

Physical maintenance journal: daily routines and invasive surgery

Michael was born with flat feet. He hasn’t been particularly kind to them over the years. We took him to a podiatrist this fall and the nice nurse, upon seeing his xrays, blurred out, “You have terrible feet!”  Hmmm, could be why we were there...

On November 27, he went under the knife.  

Two weeks after surgery.  

Two weeks after surgery.  

He was off his feet except for bathroom and meal breaks the first four days. Since then he’s been up and making bread, doing dishes, and other indoor chores.   He still needs to allow himself time to heal. 

The iWalk is a hands-free crutch. Works well! 

The iWalk is a hands-free crutch. Works well! 

Michael makes rye bread because he knows I love it.  

Michael makes rye bread because he knows I love it.  

In the meantime, I’ve taken over the outside chores.  

Five gallon buckets, full, weigh about 40 pounds each. I fill them to between 30-35 pounds. When the weather turns colder, I’ll fill twice a day to water the birds. Good core conditioning! 

Five gallon buckets, full, weigh about 40 pounds each. I fill them to between 30-35 pounds. When the weather turns colder, I’ll fill twice a day to water the birds. Good core conditioning! 

I start the day filling buckets with warm water, to fill inside and outside watering stations.  

Long Feather lost one of his spurs recently.  

Long Feather lost one of his spurs recently.  

I then put out the outside feed and gather eggs.  

With low light, we are down to one duck egg a day. The chickens respond to artificial light, and are up to 9 eggs a day.  

With low light, we are down to one duck egg a day. The chickens respond to artificial light, and are up to 9 eggs a day.  

I spread straw in the coops about every 2-3 days, and then remove it once every 10 days to two weeks, depending on weather.  

Keeping clean coops helps avoid foot infections.  

Keeping clean coops helps avoid foot infections.  

After the birds are watered and fed, I walk down the driveway to deliver any outgoing mail and pick up the newspaper.  

I’m happy we haven’t had any deep snow.  

I’m happy we haven’t had any deep snow.  

My on-line health coach suggested I pick up the pace of my chores, so I try to “power walk” the 1200 foot round trip to the mailbox.  Somehow it didn’t mention “power-lifting” 50 pound feed sacks...so I do those nice and slowly, using my legs. 

My last morning chore is gathering wood. We don’t have any other source of heat in the original cabin section of the house.  

My last morning chore is gathering wood. We don’t have any other source of heat in the original cabin section of the house.  

Michael thought it was a good idea to haul wood in the wheelbarrow.  I’m not sure how I’d cope without it!  I’m learning how to split wood, as some of the logs are too big for our stove.  I’ve been doing special leg exercises in order to push that barrow without becoming crippled myself.

It takes me about 2 hours in the morning to get the chores done. Then it’s time for breakfast, a little rest with the sudoku and NYT crossword, before working a bit on construction projects.  

Slowly they dry, layer on layer of spar varnish for the shower trim.  

Slowly they dry, layer on layer of spar varnish for the shower trim.  

Then it’s time to fill feed buckets for tomorrow, empty outside water tubs, and put the birds to bed. Inside to make dinner, sit and knit, then fall in a heap to sleep.  

Soon I will put away my tools, sweep the addition, and set up beds for the holidays. My favorite little bird will need feeding! 

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