Getting By with a Little Help from…

As I have worked clearing the main floor I have saved the “three handed” jobs as Ken and I called them – more than one person can handle or those tasks that go so much easier with two people.  Yesterday I had help and we went through all the tasks I wanted to do in beastly hot weather.  There are some cool weather ones that remain.  First we moved the shelving components out of the …

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Progress!

I am moving through piles of my stuff.  From this             to this.  and I have been working along that east wall .  the boards and tiles Ken intended for the floor remain.         There are still three boxes of rags to take off seams and buttons.         and four boxes of brewing and beading supplies to sort.           Then …

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Another Tough Lesson

Since I did not move the mobile hoop, I wanted to plant green manure.  A friend – a saint really – tilled the open area in the heat when the soil was dry and hard.  Then before planting I wheel hoed the area again.  And once I finished I planted some buckwheat Ken wanted for animal feed, but when it arrived it was not clean enough to sprout for the animals.  So, I sowed it …

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Learning By Trial and Error

I cannot do what two people used to do.  Although that may be obvious, the fact  becomes clear once again.  Last fall Ken planted garlic.   I had problems with timing of moving the greenhouse.  The garlic got tall and weeds took over.  I could not find the irrigation pump or the hoses so irrigating became problematic once the snow melted.   Today I checked.   This year’s crop is small, but the flavor strong.   Here …

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Hiring Out What Ken Did

Ken did things here that I never did.  Well, I never did them here.  When we met in 1990, I had a house in St Paul and I mowed my small level lawn with a push reel mower.  I used to joke it took anywhere from a half an hour to three hours – depending on how many of the neighbors stopped to chat.   But here Ken mowed.  First with a sickle mower attached …

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One Tough Good Bye

Today the mechanic came back with the second of three tractors.  Both Massey Fergusons now work.  I have yet to decide whether or not I will sell them.  But a tractor in running order sells more quickly than one that isn’t working.  And I need to have them working so I can decide if they will work for me.       But I know this FarmAll B crank start is not something I want …

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Chipping Away

Well, between yesterday and today I have sorted about ten boxes of rags. I have barrels out in the rain.  Once it stops, they come in and get dried and these rags will go in one or two       These boxes need buttons, sleeves, and seams cut off the garment.  Home stretch           Here’s the before and …           …here is the after.  Progress!

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Progress and a Light at the End of…

Well, after dismantling and moving the shelves to the front door,  I realized there are boxes piled up on the south wall.  And the remaining barrels have grain in them.  And I have fewer chickens so grain is getting eaten up more slowly.  What to do?      This morning a before gallery owner came to take some pots, I was scouting for the rest of the shelving in storage to add what is by …

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Clearing and Sorting – Looks Worse Before it Gets Better

In 2014 Ken bought tubs and built the shelves so I could store rags for rugs in a more organized manner.  I filled tubs and people gave me more and more rags.  I started saying no to more rags. Part of my mourning  Ken’s death, and starting a life without him is sorting and cleaning.  I find I want to clear the house and then introduce things back as needed or wanted.  Space has become …

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Privacy and Understanding, Please

Right now I need privacy.  This is a dramatic shift from decades of having an open drive and people coming at all hours to buy pottery and produce.  Examples include people choosing a wedding gift by car headlights for the next day,  people arriving at 7 a.m. for pottery shopping because it is the last hour of their vacation and they need to drive several hours to get home,  a man coming at 7 p.m. …

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