hen I got
home from the Food Box program this morning I could not find anyone at our
house. Then I noted the tractor was missing out of the driveway. I had not been
out to the back since the disc arrived and they started discing the fields to
prepare them for pasture seed for hay and pasture for the livestock. My bf was
preparing the cleared land and his dad was out on the D-3 taking down more
poplar trees which are falling left and right as they are almost at the end of
their natural life and keep crashing to the ground. We are keeping greenspaces
for wildlife and we have pockets here and there of pasture, interspersed with
bushland.I have had a bad cold for days now and have not been able to smell anything, but on my trek to the back, I could smell the distinct odor of the cranberries. I was actually surprised I could even smell them.
As I got to the back, I was presented with a lovely crescent moon shape of a metal item. It took me a second, then I realized it was one of the broken discs. I thanked my bf profusely and then asked him what I ought to do with such a lovely gift, weld it? After he laughed at my poor attempt at humor, he said it was garbage.
I admired all the hard work the guys have been putting in the back 40 since I have not ventured back there before I meandered back to the house. Once back in the cabin, I started the woodstove and did some housework for awhile before laying on the couch for 'just a second' and woke up 3 hours later. I feel human again.
Two kinds of soup tonight. Leftover chicken vegetable from last night and my tomato soup tonight. Even "Teenager" who detests tomatoes liked it. The recipe is in the current Fall 2006 issue.