It's amazing how short a week actually is, when you are under pressure to clean out a house, yard, barn, sheds, etc. in seven days. A neighbor (who bought the farm that was once home to my Jersey cow, Jasmine) had started a roll-off dumpster business, so I tapped him. We also put a dumpster at mom's to deal with the PAPER and all of the 30+ years of "stuff". Luckily (not), we haven't had to deal with rain. At all. Ever. Apparently, all storms have gone west, north and south of us. I am once again very happy to have my rain barrel.
The heat has ramped up the growth in my assorted and numerous containers.
|Black cherry tomatoes|
|Some big tomato|
In non-moving news, this year's spring Assist (across the road) List was way longer than years past. I am sure that it's due to my fairly non-stop driving at all hours of the day and the bliss of retirement. It stands at: 12 turtle assists (11 red eared sliders and 1 small-thank goodness-snapping turtle); 4 adult geese assists across the main thoroughfare, 5 goose family assists across same, and one hair-raising gosling assist across the same damn road that could have gone badly. Jr. was separated from his family and there was a lot of 60 mph+ traffic. There weren't enough breaks in the flow to safely herd him across, so I managed to catch him and darted (okay, not exactly darted - havent done that in years - but I did achieve a fairly fast shuffle) to the other side, where I was attacked by his irate parents. Harumph. All I got for my trouble was goose poo down my shirt and a case of the wheezes. Still....baby goose.
Not many specifics on the move, other than I am hoping to clear out everything I am not taking by the end of July. Serendipity stepped in when my friend, Rosie, said that she was buying a house and needed to furnish it. Yaaasss! In a nutshell, I am moving from my little farm out in the sticks, to a house that is almost three times as big as this one, in an... xburb of a town in southern VT. While the house is large, the land is small and I will have neighbors I can see for the first time in 16 years. I will be bringing my container garden with me since there is not enough light for a garden at mom's, and the deck is huge. The plans, at present, include getting the house ready for sale over the winter and then starting a hunt for a piece of property in the general area, where Connie and I will build our little tiny house complex. Fingers crossed. Of course, this is not an ideal time to move into a large house that is heated with fuel oil. I see many layers of sweaters in our near future.
|Peanut is not impressed with|
the news of living in sweaters