|Fire place in the snow|
The storm began on Sunday, maybe there was rain at first, before dawn, but from the moment I arose to see a dusting of white on
|...and it begins... early Sunday morning.|
|Later on Sunday, more than a few inches|
|blowing snow from the north added insulation to the back door|
It was actually a pretty restful and enjoyable time, much like an enforced vacation and like I imagine many of my fellow Mainers experience when they go to their camps "to get away" for a bit... except that I didn't have the hassle of hauling food and gear anywhere. Having lived off grid for quite a few years, the lack of electronic entertainment and electric lighting has never been a problem for me. Not having a stream nearby from which to haul water, on the other hand, was somewhat vexing. And I never had to figure out the water issue for flushing the outhouse, either! LOL We do store water, and fortunately have a relatively nearby neighbor who was wiling to run her generator to power her pump for us to refill the jugs once. Tractor Guy did have a good idea, late in the outage, of shoveling snow into canning kettles to melt on the stove for flushing and washing dishes. I DID add a bit of bleach, on general principles. And with that idea in my head, I also shoveled a bit of snow into a cooler to sit on the porch for the milk and meat that we bought on our town run on Wed.
|Two days melt!|
We also will have to repair one of the fence panels... at least... that was used to support the extra tarp over the fowl tents. As the snow melted, the "roof" began to sag badly, and I did not get the ice, snow and water removed before the concentrated weight of it broke at least one of the wooden members. Also, it seems that the cold frame has issues as well. The side supports bowed just a bit and that was enough to make solid placement of the windows iffy. Either they broke or fell in... today will tell.
|Protection Hex Sign, painted by kero lamp light|
With the coming of the full moon last night, and the astronomical cross quarter, we are into the days of transformation as I call the period between the end of October and the Feast of the White Haired One (the spirit of Winter) on the 11th of November. This is a time when I typically look for major changes to settle in to... physically as well as spiritually, following the As Above, So Below maxim. That, and seeking something to occupy Tractor Guy during the past week, motivated me to move forward on a plan to relocate my desk and work station in the former living room and to move our easy chairs and the TV to the former office/computer room. This was something that Tractor Guy actually proposed and I think it will work well... it will move the TV from the center of the house to the fringes and put it more in his domain since he is the major watcher and will allow me to consolidate my digital work, art work and fiber craft in one location. Being able to do this while the power was out and complete it as the power comes on, will both enable and motivate.
Tractor Guy will want the TV and I need to get my work station up and running ASAP as the unexpected vacation will have - as vacations often do - put my project with the Waterfowl Museum into overdrive/panic/behind schedule. The power was restored Thursday. As much as I have enjoyed the time a bit farther from the world at large and the relative quiet (when one can ignore the neighbors' generators) I am rather peeved to have heard that the electric rates will be rising exponentially over the winter.
Our conversations, musings and blue sky rambling over the past few days have brought to the forefront several hopefully low cost alternative energy experiments that we do plan to implement, including playing with wind energy (initially to power and light a "kinetic art piece" in the spirit of the Tibetan Prayer Flags) and some beer/soda/vegetable can passive solar heating devices. Anyone in the area who has cans they would like to contribute to the cause is welcome to contact me. I will gladly pick up small quantities on my trips to the Bangor area and will be willing to pay 7 cents for each aluminum beverage can that was purchased outside of Maine and is therefore not eligible to be legally redeemed. I have stepped up to the plate with a case of Woodchuck hard cider in cans, to contribute to the cause!
On the health front, I visited the dentist Thursday found out I qualify for their sliding scale... apparently they needed me to sign something that allowed them to check with the unemployment office to determine that I am not drawing unemployment, since they are assuming that I am still "in the workforce" even thought I have SAID I retired, and I am drawing social security. They also needed to see the letter from DHHS about my food stamp and MaineCare status, which fortunately did arrive and has confirmed that the case worker did perform his job, unlike the one I saw in August. Everything is effective again as of Oct. 1.
I am looking forward to squeezing out the time to plant my garlic in the coming week, though I do plan to set aside some of both the stiff neck and my newly bought soft neck bulblets for spring planting, just to see what happens if I can keep them that long. I may also "store" some in some moist earth on the back porch. This has surely been an odd garden year and I guess it's not over yet. There should still be kale and cabbage to harvest and I need to get the carrots out of the ground.... or mulch them well... as there are many freezing nights in the forecast.
And that is the news from Fussing Duck Farm and the hexeri for this week.