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6/23/2011

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Sitting on the back porch last evening, discussing life and pondering the chicken killers.  There were two twenty two's laying on the table, left there after Dylan and John stayed up till three to kill whatever was getting into the chickens.  Well, five minutes past three the coons came by again for buffet.  The dog, Romeo, is not working out so much, he just upped and left and haven't seen him back yet.  Bought coon traps at Orschelns' today, maybe that will do something.  They do work, I already trapped one of my own cats, live traps luckily.  I saw this real cute bunny hopping around grabbed a twenty two and nailed at 25 yards, yessss, 5 minutes  later he was in the fridge, and now a day later he is  cooking, as we are typing.  Googled it and the chances of tularemia are scant, ate quite a few rabbits in Nicaragua, and there you would really have to wait a long time before you could eat one after the first frost.  
It has been nice weather, really unusual.  So Dylan is on the pumpkin plan today.  We're working on this 50 cubic yard of compost, trying to spread it, till it in and plant.   There wasn't a whole lot to sell at the market (basil, tomatoes and potatoes, but that will all be there next week too) and Dylan suggested I help him with shoveling the compost.  So I played hooky, from market and we are shoveling, and some more and doing some weeding and we have deep meaningful conversations.  When asked why we are doing what we are doing, shovel shovel, weed weed I couldn't come up with anything better than to say  than there really isn't anything on TV. 
It's not like we are in a hurry but we can't seem to get past this idea that everything has to be faster.  I actually like digging in a heap of compost, putting it in a little garden cart pulling it up to a bed and then dumping the cart in a controlled fashion.  Quiet, simple, a shovel at the time, no noise, the way the Dutch built all those dikes.  We did it the other day and used a truck, three filling it up, then one driving and two unloading.  It goes faster but only because you have 3 people, since I am the oldest one I can do the driving.  But today Dylan borrowed a manure spreader, it holds a bunch, but it comes out rather slow and you have to go over the same bed a couple of times and you got that tractor putt putt noise.  So after maybe the third loaded spreader we go to the house and get a glass of water and next thing you know we are both sound asleep on the couches for an hour, slaving away... 
Later I see my neighbor driving by, as in dreamland, with a bobcat on a trailer, ideas about noble medieval honest work are instantly abandoned and I go to his house.  But, he is getting ready to go to Joplin and do relief work for the tornado disaster and I really don't want to ask him for such a piddly thing.  So back to the grinder.  To me it is interesting how we want to completely eliminate any kind of hard work.  In the USA they are able to put an engine and a pull rope on a broom. Next time I have a pile of compost and a manure spreader I will organize someone with a front end loader, and if I can't find that, it will be done by hand.    
Oh, when I was at Orschelns' I did buy this really cute chainsaw, now those things are handy.
Update: did set the traps, both were sprung at 1 am.  The cat food was gone, and so was whatever ate it.  So whatever got in there is smarter than the people that make those traps or my cats.  Going to sleep next door to the chicken coup in the trailer.  I am pissed!


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  • Pieter's (sometimes) Weekly Bulls
  • Community garden
  • Hoeing hens
    • On eggs
    • Grant
    • Hoeing hen slide show
    • Chicken progress report spring 2013
  • foto album
    • farm foto >
      • building the tunnel
      • Hoeing hen fotos
      • Random farm foto's
      • New chicks in old coop.
      • November2012 last nice day
      • fall tunnel 2011
      • spring tunnel 2011
    • "privee foto's" >
      • yellerstonetrip 2014
      • hollandenglanddec2011
      • blek en dekker
      • Jamaica2013
      • Colorado with Timmy and Johnny
      • papa's laatste dagen
      • Gineke fotos USA
  • Links@info