Posted by: morrowsl | October 6, 2020

The Next Reset

In a week it will be four years since we ditched city life for the slower pace of remote living.

I wish I could say it has been slower!

We have likely worked harder since moving out here than we ever did in the city. But we have a lot more to show for it too.

In that time we have added a barn and greenhouse, a garden and several decks. We’ve started tending chickens. We have a LOT more to mow.

At the same time, the stresses have been greatly reduced and we are sleeping better. Mornings are filled with birdsong instead of traffic. The air smells of whatever is blooming or woodsmoke, depending on the season.

In the city, I could maybe encourage an occaisional woodpecker to visit, but ended up feeding an army of squirrels and Jays more often than not. Our first winter here brought Northern Flickers and Chickadees, Titmice and Goldfinches, and more Cardinals than I’ve ever seen in one place at one time.

We go back to our house in the city every now and then. I don’t miss it at all. I would never want to live there again. I won’t be sad to sell it, if we do that.

But first, I’ll have to transplant the irises that were planted in the front beds when I was pregnant in 1980.

For now, I have several major projects to finish before the cold sets in. The weather this week is going to be warm and our pool needs winterizing. The tarps for the coop windbreak need to be pulled so I can figure out where to set the eye hooks that will hold them in place. The insulation in the greenhouse gets blown out of place when the North wind howls, but gluing it to the walls means the house won’t breathe come summer. The irises I planted in such a hurry last year need to be dug and reset. I have wildflower seeds to scatter. We need to retrieve a stock tank from the old house for a windbreak planter on the north wall of the coop. And some rocks to line the newest flowerbed on the Northwest side. All of the beds need mulch and we’re not making it fast enough from the limbs Captain Neighbor Boy brought over, so we’ll likely need to go get a truck load.

And, between now and spring planting, we’re converting the entire garden to raised beds in a last-ditch effort to get away from the nut grass.

It is October. Time is getting short. But the list seems to be getting longer.


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