200 year-old house on 25 rocky acres in high country upstate NY and SO many highbush blueberries!
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Happy Thanksgiving to All
Here's one of the advantages of living alone, and hermit-ing over the holiday. Today is going to be the last nice day in a while, so I decided to postpone Thanksgiving cooking until the raised beds were finished. (I can cook tomorrow if I have to, but I will not want to finish raised beds in the rain!) Now the bed construction is complete, the turkey breast and stuffing are in the toaster oven (boy I hope THAT goes OK), and I am making blueberry pie with blueberries from MY bushes, taking a break while the base pie layer cools in the fridge.
I am thankful for so much. When I moved here last fall, I had this vision that I would have a goat business going now. I had an expensive horseshoe-shaped road built for loading and unloading goats that I am still paying off. After I realized that this business would start much slower than I had planned, I worried that I had made an expensive mistake, that maybe I should have used that money for other things instead.
But now it's beginning to look like having the road built wasn't such a bad idea after all. The loggers are using the road for staging their(my) wood, and for loading wood onto trucks, and having the loggers around is affecting many other things. This picture has the fingerprints of the loggers all over it, starting with one of their log skidders at the end of my driveway. (If you click on the picture, it should get bigger.) There's a pile of 2x4s to the right of the building that will be used to rebuild the woodshed, which is the middle "structure" with the rusty, uneven roof. There's a pile of dirt just past the far corner of the right-most raised bed that they dropped off yesterday. That dirt (plus gravel they'll bring later) will be used to fill in the depression from the old swimming pool. They'll be bringing over some topsoil and manure to fill the raised beds. And, last but not least - I'm standing where the 10 stumps used to be, recently graded, grading paid for by the logger. I have no illusion that this work is free. I'm paying for it. But I can say for definite sure that each one of those things would have involved MUCH more effort and time if I had to do them myself, or learn how to get them done. So I'm thankful for the loggers - and that it was these loggers that posted the craiglist ad I responded to. (And no Chicken Mama, they're not single.)
The black lump to the left of the dirt? That's Maggie, rolling in the grass.
So mom - you can start planning what to put in the raised beds! There are three of them, at 4ft x 12ft each.
There's more that I'm thankful for, but this post is long enough already. I'll post about the rest later. Now, off to finish the blueberry pie and start the potatoes and beans - there'll be a Thanksgiving feast today after all!