A working pump arrived over the weekend just a few days after the first was discovered broken. Not wanting to waste warm weather and the list of things to do backing up, the Planner got to work late Monday afternoon after pulling 9+ hours are work. Yes, work that thing that pays the bills. Poor Planner he was doing back breaking labor and I was plucking the last fruits from the box garden. Christmas tomatoes, anyone? Tuesday rain collection water…
Another box. I have reached the point of too much. There are too many boxes at Boxes in Fields. A Rainstream (which is just a box on wheels), the Storage Box, the Tractor Box, the Shop Boxes (2), the Kid Box (1), the Work Boxes (2), the House Boxes (2), and now the Guest Box (another trailer belonging to Grandma but being used by the Doubter). Unlike the previous location of the Guest Box, this box resides on the north…
Concrete! Concrete in the past has been footings for the Shop Box and then footings for the Work Box. Both done by hand one with self mixed concrete the second with a disastrous pump truck. Concrete work for the future pour is for a foundation. And what goes on a foundation? A home, of course. Can’t talk about that too much as my excitement overcomes me. Focus on the now. Now is the work needed for a foundation. Similar to…
Forever and a day ago (that would be the last mid-August to you calendar dwellers), the final producers from the garden were harvested and the beds have been sitting idle since then. Not quite idle as they grasses are five feet tall. Just a few days later after the last chard were plucked from their beds, Sun Gold and San Marzano tomato seedlings were planted in peat pots.. Twelve peat pots, three seeds each. A month after sprouting, the plants…
Nothing, and I mean nothing in life shows the passage of time as a child. This ridiculous kid of mine is another year older. And while he has grown into a bigger version of himself with more sass and more smarts, he also grows more special each and every day. He is something special all right. Just don’t know what end of the special spectrum scale he falls. This kid who has his own sense of fashion. He wears shorts…
Unlike the vast majority of residents living along coastal regions world wide, I LOVE seagulls. L.O.V.E. Everyone I know thinks I’m crazy, especially the Caretaker. She absolutely does not understand my love of seagulls. What is there not to love? From one to hundred they offer the same reward, laughter. They are sassy, indiscriminate, and pretentious. They bicker, they squawk, and they love. Sharing might be a problem, but then again, don’t we all have trouble sharing at time? Driving…
Woke up this morning to a calm cool morning with not a cloud in the sky. With a small bribe of fresh warm kolaches to the Kid, I enticed company on my ten mile bike ride. He may have bitched and grumbled and peddled as feasibly slow as possible without falling over but by the time we reached the break water he was a happy Kid and I was a happier momma. Just look at that smile. Riding up the…
Halloween was my favorite season as a kid. Not the trick or treating. Not the fall festivals. Instead the idea of witches and goblins, dressing up a something you wanted to be but could never be in real life. Fairies, mummies, and Strawberry Shortcake. When I became a teenager, I decorated every room in the house, created homemade costumes to pass out candy at the front door, and took my baby cousins treating. One could be crazy and nobody cared….
Boxes in Fields needs potable water. It has been stated numerous times since the beginning and four years into the this adventure, water is still a constant source of anxiety. With the Work Box Rain Water Collection System fully functioning and collecting water through eight downspouts, the water that is collected needs to drinkable. We may not be able to control what is blown onto the roof but can control what is leaked into the roof. Protecting against harsh chemicals,…
What a month! From start to finish, painting the Work Box took just close to two months to complete. Technically, it took eight plus months as the blue side developed Work Box Pox way back in December. But to be fair, nothing was done between then and now. Nothing concerned with painting. Lots of work has been done to the Work Box in other areas such as desks, wind reader, and water collection. Starting the middle of July, work on…