Good morning from the mountain, I started my day with a nice
cup of coffee and plan to work on the van.
I did go out and take more of the door panel apart in an effort to get
the window back up, but I was halted by a horse shoe clip and no tool to remove
said clip. The tool costs only six dollars, the switch for the driver’s door
around thirty five and the motor another fifty dollars or so, plus the other
door switch at twenty four more dollars and then tax plus the cost of two
gallons of gas. How frustrating it is to be so close and yet so far from a
goal. It will be a 30+ mile round trip
just to get that tool and well if I am already there, night as well get the
window switches and the motor. How will
I fund this hundred dollars’ worth of parts.
While taking this apart I found out that I needed to find a
better Philips screw driver, I am sure I have many, but at the moment they were
elusive. It took us about twenty five minutes
to find one on my desk. I am guilty of
the most heinous of crimes on the farm, not putting a tool back where it
belongs. I at one time said we should
put it back where we found is, but I am sure that is how much of the loss of
tools got started. If you put it back
where you found it and it is not the right place, how in the world could one
ever find it again? I fear the tools
live with the dryer socks.
In the meantime, I need to go and get feed for us and the
livestock, which happens to be in the other direction and three gallons of gas,
which puts me at empty on my gas budget for the week and then some. I guess I will have to see something. I guess I will to double ground the switch to
see if I can get the window up one last time and try to make enough over the
week to get the parts, plus more gas money.
A long week will surely follow!
I milked the goats, Elijah my eight year old, was out
pulling thorny weeds which are not food. In the pulling he picked enough purslan for lunch. Purslan is a prostrate-growing, succulent (lobbed) annual that grows in open areas, often before other weeds take hold. The stems are thick, sprawling, and always have a touch of red towards the root base. It is known to flower, if you have not eaten it before than. At one time flowers were yellow, but at garden centers a domestic form of it can be-found in many colors. Purslane can produce a lot of seeds and the seeds may lie dormant in soil for years, making it appear out of no where.
I have enclosed a drawing of some:
Here is what I will cook with it: I will be using smoked lamb though...
http://www.paula-wolfert.com/recipes/lamb_stew.html
Enough about cooking and bad to the rest of the story. I was paying him five cents per weed and the little love pulled out four
hundred and fifty one of them. Wow that
is more than I have made all day, it came to t grand total of twenty two
dollars and fifty five cents. I am very proud of him and I can see that he
is gaining an understanding of hard work equating with making money. I am sure the people of Denmark will soon be receiving
this money towards the purchase of LEGOs.
They never turn my money away and it is a god thing I had this money figured
into the budget already. When we were
done with our business transaction is was off to other chores.
The kittens in the large dog carrier needed tending to. This involved much to my dislike, cleaning
their living space out; oh it is so stinky…
I could see that the baby chickens have done a great job at keeping the
bug population down. They baby chickens
are very plump and happy. Next more
wood chips, I dumped the rest of the bag in and no sooner was I done then the
kittens jumped and tumble and dung through it all, the baby chickens were not
happy. They became kitten toys un-willingly
as the black and white kitten and the calico though their feet were new toys,
poor little birds they were having none of that and very quickly tired of the
game.
Meal time ended most
of the playing around, fresh goat’s milk and a can of cat food upon a dish. All five kittens a blur of color surround the
small plate and with much growling devoured the food and proceeded to like the
plate clean, and we soon drinking down the milk with the baby chickens. Nothing is cuter then watching baby chickens
and kittens drinking milk together. We
also wormed them all, I am sure the baby chicken and the kittens were not
thrilled with this action. I am sure
they will not be happy with bath time latter to day either.
Well off to have breakfast and to feed the two legged
children, late again. Then off to meet
with a nice lady who is selling me some canning jars and after that I am off to
the feed store and grocer. It will be a
long day, but at least it has rained already so I do not have to water the gardens. I still
will have to check for pest though.
Farm work is never done; it just gets put on and off the list of daily
life.
Be Blessed Dear ones…
Shekhinah
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