Recovering

My dolls are still prone and in recovery, I need to find glue for the teapot, the toys are back in the box, the fort building supplies recovered, the laundry is processing, the dust bunnies are settling, the chickens should begin laying again soon, and it is Q U I E T. shhhh I shall be saying the alphabet backwards before I agree to 4 kids for 3 days again anytime soon. whoa!

We did manage to use up some of the hours by designing the next baby quilt. I'm not sure about the purple nor the present arrangement.

I sent my farmer out to the field with visions of my studio shed in his head. I mean what else would he want to think about as he goes round and round. I found a library book with Pottery Barn Work Spaces. If anyone can make a silk purse out of my sow's ear...

I luv this picture of my grandson running thru their corn patch. I doubt we'd see him now as the corn is high and ready. num But it did jolt me to the realization that summer is on the downward slide. I do hope the weather has settled and we'll have a busy, productive fall.

I know it'll be pedal to the medal to get everything done before green, or yellow is no longer the predominant colour and a white blanket covers a ground that will be resting and recovering from another year of production.

Phase 1

I am MORE than excited. Whoo Hoo!

I so want to get dyeing fabric outside. I can run a water hose down to the potting shed but the potting shed is in serious need of redeeming. First I needed to cajole a sheep shed out of my farmer and have him haul it over to my side of the yard. He is an amazing mover of large unwieldy buildings. He moved the chicken coop and that old potting shed over to the house yard some years previous. This shed is more on the boundary between his side and mine. We no longer use the overhead tank but it could qualify as an antique in a few years! lol It probably would have been better to wait a bit before we pounded in the 2 fence posts and planted the 3 shrubs but he put that shed right into that tight corner with hardly any angst at all. He did lever the finishing touches in by hand and I managed to get my blocking pieces in place pronto. He is wonderful! I'll get some shelves up for my lawn ornaments, tools and lawnmowers. We'll configure doors later. But I shall be emptying the old potting shed ASAP.

Now the deal was: If he moved the shed I had to help start the other tractor. I HATE helping with that kind of stuff. It just doesn't compute that the pulling tractor and the dragged tractor need to be same speed, direction, yada, yada. But, I want a dyeing shed. Badly. Therefore...

To make a long story excruciating...

The removal of the truck from where it was stuck was relatively easy. I was in the dragged part and it went good. I got a false sense of security that all would be well. I was to be the puller. I throttled down, dug in, spun to China, jack rabbited away and saw my dear farmer fly by my right side yelling loudly. Have you ever played crack the whip on skates? It kinda reminded me of that! He said he never saw his life pass before him but I did! So while I filled in the hole I'd dug he repositioned every thing. Back in the saddle and a different gear. Now I needed to make a curved path. Between the car and the truck, no less! VBSigh. Smoother start and by golly, I saw smoke, so I clutched, disengaged and... Now what's the matter? Okay, I will not stop until told to. Right; another Big Sigh. I'm staring to run out of wide open spaces to drive into. I think I'm getting this start down better. Will it never stay running? Uhm, he never told what to do when the road comes to a fork. Should I take the one less travelled? Yahoo, that definitely is smoke. I get the nod, I slip into neutral and off I bound down to terra firma. One last job. I need to help hook up to the wagon and what the hey... Darn thing stalled as it was backing into position. I'm not liking where the 'puller' will be placed to help the 'dragged'. My farmer has had a long day and just about enough of his less than qualified help so we'll retire to pull and drag another day. Phew, I hope the cavalry arrives before I'm called upon to do my duty again!