| Stormdancer Posted on Saturday, April 05, 2008 - 01:17 pm: |   |
Finally got in to town and picked up the soaker hoses at Big Lots. Now the only thing is to get them placed in the gardens. The weather has been very nice during most of the day for the last week. The rains come later in the afternoon and are usually gone by dark or just before. On the plus side, at least I'm not having to water the new plants as much. On the down side, it really puts a cramp on the things we are wanting to do outside after work hours.
This weekend is forecast for rain both days and on into the early part of the week. So far, just breezy, warm temps under a partly cloudy sky...we have hit 85 f at this time and are expected to hit 86 f for the day.
Was hoping to get a few things finished up around here this weekend, but DH has decided to sleep the day away. I can get very agitated about that. Makes me pretty upset that as long as he isn't planning on working for anyone else that he feels he can hang in bed. There are tons of things to be done around here but he doesn't feel the need to drag out of the bed. If he stated that it was because of pain or headache I might be a bit more sympathetic...but this morning it was nothing but pure laziness. He's bored so he must return to the bed....I'd like to slap him stupid.
More tomatoes ripen every day, I'm enjoying the rewards of my efforts there. I'm sharing the tomatoes with the chickens and really enjoy the show the girls put on when they scrap over the tasty treat. Ms Piggy really loves the tomatoes and that is one thing she will not relinquish to Red. Funny to watch Piggy snatch the tomato piece and run from Red while trying to eat it.
So much to do and yet I'm doing it by myself as usual. This is beginning to get very old. One of the reasons I keep getting from DH is that the landlord is dragging his feet on giving us a price...so because of that he doesn't feel inclined to do anything around here. At this rate, I'm ready to sell off everything and move to our mountain property. DH won't agree to that as he is hell bent on remaining in Florida. Makes me wonder why we bought the land there to begin with. |
| Stormdancer Posted on Saturday, April 05, 2008 - 01:22 pm: | |
Continued...I've been looking around online at some of the properties up for sale in the area. At the current prices, it looks like we will either have to stay here and pay rent, or get in gear and have a place built on the mountain. Although, looking at the properties around the area I feel gives me a pretty good position when and if the landlord ever decides to give me a price. I have found several spots with block houses and at least ten acres that are in the same price range as the places on our road that are only five acre parcels...will definitely keep that in mind for negotiation... |
| Stormdancer Posted on Monday, April 07, 2008 - 09:02 am: | |
DH should have slept on Sunday instead of wasting Saturday morning. Rained most of the day here which kept me inside. Yard was way too soggy to do much of anything. Still waiting to hear from the repair shop on my Troybilt trimmer. I'm truly hating Mondays right now...I don't work at the farm until after noon on Monday, but it sure does screw up my day...about the time I get started on something, its time to quit and go to the farm. I am seriously thinking about quitting. Figure if the landlord can't get off his ass and just give me a figure, it sure isn't worth the piddley money he's paying me to come down and piss my time away working for him. If I'm gonna have to work, then I need to be making some serious cash, not minimum wage...getting way too old to be pissing away my time for minimum wage...too much experience for that. Besides, I'm out of my element doing the job of bookkeeping. Yeah, I have been able to wing it but it just makes me nuts not feeling like I'm doing it right. I've told him since the beginning that I am NOT a bookkeeper. He still begged me to come and work for him. Now I'm over the job, over the BS and rapidly losing interest in being on his property, regardless of how much I like the property. He knows how I feel about the place...but I refuse to allow him to continue dangling the place...either give me a price or tell me you aren't going to sell it to me and I'll move on. Guess that's what he's afraid of, us moving on...this place has been a nightmare with some of the people he has let move in here before us. For the past two and half years he has had his rent like clockwork when it is due. Every appliance in the place belongs to us, the stove crapped out before Christmas, the refrigerator was mine to begin with and the washer and dryer are also ours. Once we decide to move out, he will be having to replace it all. DH has refused to do any type of repair work at this point so he'll be having to do repairs as well. I'm really feeling frustrated at this point. I HATE to move, but I hate wasting money as well...maybe I should just invest in a new tent and head for the mountain...and then invest in a camper for the property there. DH can stay here and waste his money...me, I know I can find work anywhere...slap a generator on the property for electric when I want it and truly get back to primitive living...we have a spring on the property, so water won't be an issue...
I'm just tired of having everything continue to seem just out of reach no matter where we are financially.
Was thinking alot about that last night...there are an additional twelve vehicles/trailers/equipment...that would have to be stored someplace if we move. We drive three vehicles and the rest of the crap is just sitting waiting for him to work on it.
I think I'm ready to do a major downsize of personal items...its just getting to be too much junk to haul around. I'm in the mood to throw stuff out.
The garden is looking empty...right now I have cleared everything except: Tomatoes, carrots, potatoes, sweet potatoes and cukes. Got five more ripe tomatoes Sunday between raindrops.
Was hoping to dig some of the pumpkin starts from the chicken yard this weekend, but the rain kept me inside. Was also wanting to swap some dirt from the chicken yard to the garden. Ahhh well, such is life...so much to do, so little time and never enough energy. |
| Valia Posted on Monday, April 07, 2008 - 10:25 am: | |
I was just looking at your dog pics ... Bear looks a lot like Sam, a wheaten terrier we once had (our first dog). I don't have any digital pics of him, and our photo albums are still up north or I'd post a photo. Sam was the smartest dog I have ever known -- smarter than we were, sometimes, and he knew it. Talk about attitude!
Sounds like that fellow you work for is just taking advantage of a good thing. It's a handy job, but you're right to be on the look out for something better.
Anne |
| Stormdancer Posted on Tuesday, April 08, 2008 - 02:12 pm: | |
The dog pic you are referring to is the one of the Red and Black dog? Hmmm, I'd love to see a pic of your dog, we really aren't sure of Bear's ancestry, its been a guess as to what he is mixed with. The brindle is Mojo my pup and the blonde is Spike the Dashound(sp?)mix.
thanks for sharing my opinion. I've been feeling that way for a bit and to be honest, I'm on the verge of quitting working for him. DH and I were discussing things just last night and the time seems like it must be right because HE actually brought up moving to the mountain property. Things in this area both job and house wise are just getting ridiculous. As he so aptly stated last night, "we seem to be working just to live here". That I think is what bothers me the most, knowing that in order to live on this piece of property here, we are having to work our butts off just to stay here. The mountain property is within a couple thousand dollars of being paid in full and that's five acres free and clear. We would not have a mortgage or rent payment, no water bill (mountain spring), no sewer (septic). The electric is cheaper there and the work possibilities for both of us are going to be the same as here. Both of us can do many different types of work. On the plus side, without the expense of rent, that will free up a thousand dollars a month. Paying off the property will free up another 350/mth. So we could both be semi-retired and only work when we want to. He tinkers with anything mechanical and if he can't make it run, then it won't ever run. His CDL also gives him possiblities...as well as mechanic for heavy equipment and equipment operator. His Resume goes on forever. Mine is varied as well...and neither of us is afraid of hard work. So this could just be what we are supposed to do at this time. His job here is beginning to get scary slow, demolition is going on, but work seems to be bid by out of state contractors and for some reason they are the ones getting the work instead of the locals. DH's boss has been in the business in this area for over forty years and has a super reputation for his work. Things are just really tight in our county...mostly because of the over inflated housing that went bust...property that had been assessed the year before at say $60k jumped up to over $200k on the tax assessor's tax role. Even if we were to go ahead and try to purchase this place, its assessed at over 192k and its a 1972 mobile home...just chokes me to think about that price for a mh that didn't cost 5k brand new. The 192k is the land value...the mh is assessed at 28k. The taxes would eat us alive, especially at this rate...the exact reason so many in Florida are in the foreclosure state.
The mountain property wouldn't require much, and I'm comfortable with setting a camper up on part of the property and living in it until we are able to get the cabin built. A cabin was what we have intended to build up there since day one. Getting accustomed to driving in the ice and snow on mountain roads...well that could be very interesting and possibly dangerous...DH has never experienced driving on ice and snow and definitely not in mountain conditions. I have been in Florida now for twenty one years and before going back to NC spent fifteen years driving on snow and ice in Indiana...but WAAAHHHHH, I hate snow. Love the mountain, hate snow...guess I shall become like brother bear and hibernate during the snow season....on the other hand, I might just have to try my hand at skiing...now that I'm old enough to break a hip and really mess myself up!!
About the time I decide to get excited about moving back to the mountains, DH chirps me and says one of the guys knows of 7 acres with a house, etc...for only $70k...the kicker, its got wetlands...oh yeah, that's exactly what we need in Florida...live on wetlands so I can watch my dogs get eat by the gators...do we really need to do this? He's disappointed that I'm not more excited, but I guess that's just because he doesn't truly understand how over Florida I have become. My only reason for wanting to be here at this time is my youngest sister who was diagnosed with cancer in 2005...she's doing ok at the present and its only an eight hour drive and of course there is an airport close to where we are. DH understands that...his family is in Jax and Daytona. His baby sis though is just across the mountains a little way...maybe a couple of hours from the property. He'd get to see her more often. |
| Stormdancer Posted on Tuesday, April 08, 2008 - 08:19 pm: | |
Ok, enough of the liquid sunshine for a few days...I'm ready for the sunny blue skies...the rain has been most welcome, but I'd really like to be able to finish the weedeating so I can run the tractor and mower through the yard. Don't need to be making soup out of the yard.
The possibility of moving to the mountain within the next year has put me into a zone of anticipation...it feels like we are about to embark on an adventure. We've had the property for almost twelve years and have wanted to get a house up since the first year. The kids of course were still at home and then we were concentrating on our previous home trying to get it remodeled enough to move into. So far, all we've been able to do is camp for short periods of time every year or two. This is the longest since we have been back, July 2003 was the last time up. I'm excited to go, the mountains call my heart and my heart calls them home...I have always been connected to those beautiful smokey mountains, they are in my blood. My soul sings when the smells of the mountains tickle my nose. My heart races as the mountain peaks come to my view...this is where I belong.
I wrote a poem several years ago after coming home from the mountains...now I need to find it again...God I hate moving...takes years to find things and now I'm looking at doing it again. This time will definitely be doing some major downsizing. My horoscope for today said that I was thinking about the past a lot and that now would be a good time to lose some of the baggage and move on...funny how sometimes they can really hit the nail square. I have been thinking about life in general a lot the past few weeks and about things that I was ready to move past...the planets are lining up in my favor so I guess its time I pay attention. New beginnings are what we said when we moved out here... our first real alone time with the kids finally out of the house...now we're looking at a really giant step...moving to an area where we really don't have anyone but each other. Guess we'll see how strong we truly are. My family in NC is in a different part and the friends whose property is next to ours are wanting to move closer to Atlanta...yuck. So we will really be on our very own for the first time. Funny when I think about it...I'm 52 and getting ready to be away from everything I've known for the past twenty one years...I came to Florida from NC and now I'm going home...this time its just us and the mountain... |
| Yasmeenjohl Posted on Wednesday, April 09, 2008 - 05:27 am: | |
Beautifully put.. I was abt to compliment u on ur poetic abilities when u mentioned ur poem.. |
| Stormdancer Posted on Wednesday, April 09, 2008 - 09:50 am: | |
Thank you, below is a copy of the poem I mentioned...it was published a couple of years ago through the International Society of Poetry in one of their anthologies. I think this is the one I got the Editor's Choice award for. I've submitted so many I forget which ones get what sometimes. Hope you enjoy.
Misty Mountain
Misty mountains reach for the sky
Through your peaks my soul does fly
O'er valleys winding deep below
In Summer sun and Winter snow
You call my name I hear your cry
Wings of wind bring my reply
Mountain beauty wild and free
I close my eyes and this I see
Misty mountains reach for the sky
Through your peaks my soul does fly
Snuggled deep in Natures nest
You bring me peace and needed rest |
Very nice! It's such fun to see the creative side of people. |
| Stormdancer Posted on Wednesday, April 09, 2008 - 02:24 pm: | |
Its a beautiful afternoon here today...the clouds have finally moved on and the temps are close to 80 degrees. 
With the decision to make the move to the mountain, I'm almost hesitant to continue doing much around here for the gardens...after speaking with DH last night and asking just what he was wanting to get rid of, I guess we shall be moving all of my pavers and border stones...DH reminded me that we had just priced these items recently at Lowe's in case we needed more...duh! Forgot about that, must have been because I was looking at plants as he was looking at the pavers and such. On to plan B... our first trip up is going to have to be done according to the "list of things to do". My thoughts are to check out the closest storage facility to the property and see what one will cost/mth. That way everytime we get the chance to go up, we can pack the vehicle with things to stay at the storage unit until we have something in place on the property. The brain is whirling and spinning wildly out of control with all of the things that will need to be done...no wonder I feel dizzy...
My biggest chore is going to be getting DH to cut loose of some major junk he's been holding on to for so many years...yes, it sucks to say that we are BOTH packrats. I've come to the decision that I am personally ready to lighten my packrat load and be able to do without the junk. Besides, since we've moved out here almost 2 1/2 years ago, I've still got so much stuff packed away that I don't even know what's packed. If I haven't had a need for it by now, then obviously I really don't need it. The electronics are my downfall and there will be many computer related things that will no longer hog my space. I'm very happy with my laptop, so the rest can go...ok, well first I might just have to see if I might have an future need for some of it, but the most of it can be pitched. Yeah I know, there's always the yard sale route...living out this far though..be much easier to cart to the Goodwill or other type of thrift store. Might even consider just calling in an auction house and having them cart the crap off...there are a couple of antiques that I may call a dealer on. Easier to pick up "new" than to haul it all. The only two appliances that will definitely go are the new washer and dryer...and of course our new bed. The rest of the stuff can go as far as I'm concerned, I'm through hauling it around.
Getting the rest of the veggie garden ready to plant again...now I'm just trying to decide if I want to continue the garden for the rest of the summer, or just keep up with what is already there...if DH is planning to be taking time off every couple of weeks or so, then I won't be able to keep up with the garden...decisions, decisions...guess I'll plant a few more things and see how things go. On the plus side, if it gets too far out of hand, I'll just turn the chickens loose in it for awhile.
Reading my poem before I posted it earlier really brought back the memory of the reason I wrote it. When I first moved to Florida, I really missed the changing of the seasons. Fall colors and smells from "up north" just don't happen here the same way. We were coming home from a camping trip in the mountains when the first verse popped in my head...I was just gazing out the windshield, not really watching the road, but the sky and poof!..the next thing I know I felt like I was soaring through the mountain peaks around our area. I recall wishing at the time that we could stay up on the mountain longer...but the feeling of "flying" through the mountains as if I was an eagle or hawk...that was what inspired the poem... it was if the mountain had heard my soul crying and it gave me the opportunity to briefly continue my visit. By the time the "vision" had passed, we were entering the Daytona area. Talk about being confused...one minute I'm soaring above the mountain peaks and the next I'm smelling salt water and seeing the familiar roads that led to our house. 
I'll be glad when my "block" is gone where my writing is concerned. Seems I can't sit and write the poetry the way I used to. Phrases come to mind and just as quickly disappear. I carry a pad and pen or have one near just for that reason...but sadly at this time once I pick up the pen the words refuse to flow...even using the laptop has proven to be the same...the brain goes blank the minute I decide to try and write.
Ah, well...guess once I have something to say again the words will begin to flow freely once more. |
| Stormdancer Posted on Wednesday, April 09, 2008 - 02:27 pm: | |
Thanks DJ, some days its easier than others as I'm sure you know. You strike me a being pretty creative yourself. |
Haha, you got that right! ... If you do head for the mountains, I hope you have Internet there. I wouldn't want to miss out on what you're up to. |
| Stormdancer Posted on Wednesday, April 09, 2008 - 03:15 pm: | |
Oh, yeah that will have to be among the first of things to be hooked up...I pay everything online...lol |
Haha!! |
| Stormdancer Posted on Thursday, April 10, 2008 - 11:20 am: | |
Sitting on the front screened porch listening to the birds calling from all around. In the noon time heat of today, most seem to be hiding in the shade of the trees that line the east side of the property. Now and then I might catch a quick qlimpse as one flits across from one side to the other. Looking out at the yard it sure is hard to believe its only April. The weedy wildflowers have grown almost knee high and one weed by the feeder is already over three feet high, I think its common name is "false thistle". Looks like it would be sticky to touch, but its not. Has puff balls like a dandelion and even the leaves are similar...it just doesn't set flowers, goes straight to the "puff ball". I like the texture of this weed, so I tend to let it grow for a bit before I pull it out. The little purple wild iris looking weeds, can't recall what they are...are growing thick by the feeder. I'm considering digging them up like I did in our old yard and putting them in a bed of their own so they don't get cut when I mow. Not that that will be likely to happen anytime soon...the weedeater has whipped my butt...my back, neck, shoulder and rib muscles are still screaming from using it the other night. Need DH to "pop" my back for me so the kinks will go away. SIGH...guess that's what I should expect after sitting behind a desk for too long...seems I've let myself get pretty far out of shape at the moment. But I'd just as soon blame it on age... lol. Truly believe that age has a hand in how long these muscles are screaming...never has bothered me before like this...falling apart at the seams I am...lol.
Managed to clean out more of the Mexican Petunias around the front flowerbed and walkway yesterday afternoon...hmmm, that could be part of the muscle issue...carried them out to the chicken yard and watched them attack the new green stuff...so sweet to watch. Picked some dead off the tomato plants and some of the ripe tomatoes, pulled a few large weeds in the garden and headed for the chicken yard with those as well...Ms Piggy met me at the gate as usual, straining to see what I was bringing...after tossing the green stuff I started out of the gate. Ms Piggy decided she just had to see what else I was holding and attempted to "fly" up...I just about dropped the tomatoes laughing at her...persistant little thing. The other two were already in the midst of the pile of greens checking them out. Once she found that I was not giving up the tomatoes, Ms Piggy joined them. Love to watch my animals, they are such a great source of entertainment.
Getting to be a bit warm sitting out here on the porch...my porch thermometer says its 88 f...and the widget on my laptop says its 77 f.
We do have a bit of a cool breeze flowing through now and then and I have the windows open and a fan running to keep the house comfortable...by sundown I'll be dropping the windows and turning off the fan because the air really gets a chill then...or maybe not...the forecast low for tonight is only around 62 f, so might get to leave the windows open again...been feeling very chilly the past few nights, humidity must be dropping as well.
But for now, the heat is tolerable and welcome...just hope it doesn't jump to the 90's like it has been known to do around here, before June. I'd like the chance to have a low light bill for a couple of months anyway. And then again, we could be enjoying the nice mountain breezes by the time it gets really hot here, at least for a few weeks at a time anyway...can't help but feel excited about going to the mountain... |
| Valia Posted on Thursday, April 10, 2008 - 01:39 pm: | |
oops --- think I was figuring the blond was Bear. Spike is the one who looks like Sam. Sounds like he has Sam's personality, too. Are you sure there aren't any wheatens in his ancestry? Over in Ireland, they have field trials where wheatens are required to face off with a badger. |
| Stormdancer Posted on Thursday, April 10, 2008 - 05:28 pm: | |
Lol...that's what I figured when I read Terrier...
We had Spike's momma, a papered Dashound(sp?)and my BIL had his daddy, a papered Peek-a-Poo... it was an experiment to see what the pups would look like...she had two, a male and female. The little female looked just like her daddy...Spike got his name from his "spikey" hairdo.
cool, Spike would have no problem there I'm sure...its in his blood...his grandparents would kill any animal that came in the yard...opossums, raccoons, cats, etc.(the Dashound side). He's a great rat catcher and at the moment has moved to birds, for which he ends up having to stay inside. |
| Stormdancer Posted on Friday, April 11, 2008 - 11:54 am: | |
Another very warm, summer type day. The temps are at 81 f and heading for around 83 f. The weekend is forecast for what else...rain and cooler temps by the beginning of the week...ok, what has happened here???...we are said to be expecting lows in the 40's again...at this rate, I'll never get to turn the heat OFF!
Finally got to the feed store to pick up a bale of hay for the chicken coop. Have decided it is much easier to fork the hay out than to constantly clean the coop. Besides, I needed to pick up more scratch as well.
Pulled three more ripe tomatoes yesterday, sure are some tasty toms!! We seem to be eating them as fast as they ripen, so this is good. Cukes are looking great, can hardly wait for them to start setting flowers. The Rhubarb continues to hang on...started with 3 leaves, now down to one....its in the ground and been watered the same as everything else...oh well, if it chooses to die, then fine...be that way, I don't care for Rhubarb anyway...DH is the one who likes it and for whom the plant was purchased.
While still in the planning stages regarding the move to NC, we are also having to consider which vehicle to take when we go up for the first visit this time...I am wanting to take Mojo and have the others dog-sat by a friend who will come by and take care of things for us. The older ones are used to being home alone when we go away...the boys usually come by and feed when we leave. But Mojo has only been left alone for a couple of days and doesn't really appreciate being out in the pen with Bear. Spike is used to staying in the house, can't leave the little bugger in the pen because he can clear the fence when he chooses. Hard to believe without seeing it, but that brat has no problem going "over" a four foot chainlink fence. My friend has been asked to house sit, so she would be here to let him in and out after she gets off work.
I have a large carrier that Mojo will fit...DH is thinking he would not be happy in the carrier and would prefer to just let him ride "loose" under the topper...my thought is: Mojo hates to ride anyway, so let's see if using the carrier will help him feel more secure....so far, the only vehicle he's halfway liked is the van. Even then he was trembling and trying to sit as close as possible during the ride. Hate to leave him home...he's the "baby". If we take my Dakota, which gets the best mileage, we would only have him in the carrier for about three hours before we would need to stop for fuel anyway...usually make about three stops for fuel between Daytona and the property...only has a fifteen gallon tank.
Decisions, Decisions...guess I shall just load him up and see how he reacts...he never used to have any issue about going into the carrier. That was where he spent the first two months when we were at work or when he went to bed every night. Really helped with the house training....of course Mojo has always had a strong "yearn to please"...he hates to be scolded and truly acts remorseful for mis-behaving...if only the kids had been so willing!!! Wouldn't have near the grey hair!! |
| Stormdancer Posted on Saturday, April 12, 2008 - 02:47 pm: | |
Feels like summer here today...88 f. according to the weather and it most certainly feels like it standing out in the sun. Says the humidity is only 37% but it feels "stuffier" than that. A light breeze blows in now and again, the widget says its out of the SW @ 15mph...feels nice. Sure hope the front that is expected in tomorrow just brushes on by, we're expecting rain and the temps to start dropping once again to low 40's at night and mid to upper 60's during the day with rain of course.
The ground is still spongy in spots, which is one of the other reasons I don't care to run the tractor in the front of the house, tends to push the spongy areas out with the front tires and the weight... WAHHHH!!! I want my Yazoo...sigh..hopefully soon.
Picked six more ripe tomatoes this afternoon. Had to go ahead and slice one of the others so I could snack on it...sure was yummy. Just one of those things I could eat anytime of day. Sure hope they keep this up all summer. The sweet potato plant is looking pretty good, hope it produces for me. My cukes are looking like they are about to set blooms...yummm, more of my favorite things, I can hardly wait.
Got Mojo to jump up in the bed of my Dakota last night. Closed the tailgate, gave him his treat and lots of praise. The truck was in the back pasture and I pulled it back out front with him in the bed...poor baby...he was cowered and trembling when I went to open the gate...gave him another treat and lots of loving when he got down...I don't know if we'll be able to get him past this by the time we want to head out or not. We had stopped by the boys' place this afternoon and brought their dogs home with us as they were following with other stuff on their truck. Once here, they both decided to hop back up in the bed while they were all hanging outside. Mojo hopped up for a few minutes but decided not to stay long. I'm really leaning towards the carrier more and more for him...I think it might make him feel more secure.
Temps on the mountain right now...66 f with expected low of 37 f tonight...with highs in the mid 40's tomorrow and Monday...low Sunday night is expected to be 29 f....brrrr...still too chilly for me at the moment. We'll definitely have some adjusting to do with the weather. DH plans to make the move at the end of Spring/beginning of Summer next year...at least that way I can adapt as the weather changes from Summer to Fall. |
| Stormdancer Posted on Sunday, April 13, 2008 - 05:15 pm: | |
After a fairly mild morning...temps at 7:30 am were 71 f...the afternoon brought clearing skies but much cooler temps...at 6:45 pm it is now warmer than it was at 2 pm...currently as the sun is getting ready to set the temps are 68 f. Barely spit rain on our area, not enough to really measure.
With the cooler temps I decided to make a big pot of pinto beans, ham and rice with a big skillet of cornbread...my favorite meal. Looks like we won't be eating on it for long, the boys are here and the GD wants to stay for supper, " because I like your food"... was pretty sweet. I think she's more interested in the sliced tomatoes than the soup. Of course, her father is the one who once asked for a cornbread birthday cake...guess they just are "cornbread Kids", the same as I am and my son was/is as well. The way they act, they could definitely be mine by blood...lol.
We did a small job for DH's brother helping him remove a very large branch from the neighbor's roof...its a Hackberry tree that is about five to six feet around and sits dead on the property line. The tree really needs to be taken down, but neither of them has the cash that is required. One of the huge branches dropped and was still attached to the tree. We have a friend with a tree service who loaned us his machine to reach it. Pretty cool little self-propelled thing called a Polecat. Made the job go pretty easy without having to walk on the roof.
Has been a very nice, peaceful weekend... harmony seems within my reach finally. |
