Don’t know about you, but here at Boxes in Fields we hate time change. Dark is for sleeping. Not wanting to be cramped inside the too small Rainstream and wishing to ward off scenes of “redrum” playing in our heads, the Planner decided to be productive at 6:12pm Saturday evening. Seriously? Having still not completed the RWCS and needing to move forward with the final stage, the Work Box desk had to be removed. Why, does the Work Box desk…
Most projects started at Boxes in Fields start one day and finish the next, or the next, or more than likely never. Whatever. Today’s project was started yesterday and finished before noon today. But first there was this… Doesn’t this just make you smile? She always makes me smile. Belonging to the neighbor across the street, Guera (pronounced w-e-t-a) is the happiest dog I have ever met. E.V.E.R. Enemies are unknown and all friends. And not just any friend but…
The hens are molting. Being their second year to molt, I thought I knew what to expect. Unlike last year, this year the hens are really, really molting. Molting as is one day they are loosing a few feathers on their breasts to the next day their tail feathers have thinned to one or two snarky remains. Molting as in a week later the hens have looked like they have been attacked. Some hens are worse than others with the…
It has been so long since any progress has been made at Boxes in Fields that these past few months worth of directional movement has refounded our enthusiasm. Even though the progress has just been made on renovations and repairs to the chicken coop and partial installation to the Rain Water Collection System, it is progress all the same. Much needed progress, too. Over the next few weeks even more progress will be made, hopefully. This while I was in…
It started out last month as just a quick repair job. Harsh Conditions caused a break in the chicken coop roof. After replacing the one corner last month, it was decided the whole roof would need repair before winter came. This should have been a simple one day project. Sadly, as in most projects, this was not the case. Bright and early Saturday morning, I climbed a ladder wanting confirmation for the decay. I had originally thought, due to the location…
In the attempts at not naming this post as an Update to the original post, I discovered that somehow in all the work being done on the Work Box and the business housed within the box, the traveling for the Kid’s sailing, and the general life busyness, I never once mentioned the day the Rain Water Collection System took effect. The system has been mentioned several times in several posts since installation, but never the installation process itself. Such an…
According to TAMU, “wet, cold days of winter are ideal times for transplanting plants, both native or cultivated species. Due to cold, the plants are dormant or in a state of rest, and will not suffer the shock of moving and the interruption of growth.” Well, a green thumb I am not. Seeing my last remaining potted olive tree turn yellow and lose all its leaves again this year, I have decided to transplant it. It seemed to have worked…
Living at Plan473 can have harsh conditions. Salt air, salt soil, hot salt, dry salt, humid salt, and wind salt. See where the harsh conditions are revolving from? Aside from salt damage, normal wear tear, and excessive usage, and age all affect day to day routines. Unfortunately, “normal” is not standard across users. As I am typically harder on all products than designed specifications. My normal destroys itself much quicker. Every week a new item is added to the ever growing…
This Doggo! This dog turns 14 human years today. In dog years she is over 70. Her age does not defies her. This doggo is a mess, has always been a mess, and will for the next foreseeable future continue to be mess. Upon deciding all those years ago before actually having a dog, if and when we got a dog, there would be one simple guideline: We go, she goes. If she can’t go, we can’t go. Therefore, this…
All I asked for was one inch of rain weekly for the next few weeks to two months. Just one inch. Rain received in the last two weeks has been close to just over a half of inch each week. Not quite one inch, but beggars cannot be choosy. Besides, how can I be choosy and ungrateful when nature shows its gratitude all around us. Having said this more than once and knowing it will be said again more than…