Saturday, June 25
Jun. 25th, 2022 10:49 pmToday I am grateful for:
A pleasantly sunny day.
I found some urges to try to make my to do list a little shorter. I planted the remaining bedding plants. I did more laundry. I hung up a painting I got at the thrift store earlier this week. I loaded the truck with all the garbage cans (filled with plaster chunks from the porch walls) and found stray bits of garbage to add to it as I walked around. I changed the cat litter.
Then I went to the town close to us to fill the car with fuel so I won't have to do it tomorrow before I hopefully go see River. I bought milk and eggs while I was in town.
I let everyone out into their pastures for a while.
Then I cut some low and/or dead branches from some shrubs that were spreading so much I couldn't mow around them, and took the branches out to the bush.
I took the bedding out of the goat pen in the garage from this winter, and used it to mulch a walkway in the garden.
Then I weeded for about an hour again.
I came in and talked to sister E for a while, and she is also working hard on her place, which is tough after all the rain they've had. Very hard to keep up on mowing when it rains like this.
So, a busy day, but there is ALWAYS at least this much to do.
Today I learned that there is still a mule train that the U.S. Postal Service uses to deliver the mail down to the Havasupai people, an American Indian tribe who live in the Supai village, in the Grand Canyon but outside National Park jurisdiction. Another unofficial route carries mail to a tourist lodge called Phantom Ranch—it’s not through a U.S. Postal Service contract, but the mail that comes and goes as a courtesy to guests does get a special marking that it was “mailed by mule.”
https://www.si.edu/stories/mules-still-deliver-mail-grand-canyon
A pleasantly sunny day.
I found some urges to try to make my to do list a little shorter. I planted the remaining bedding plants. I did more laundry. I hung up a painting I got at the thrift store earlier this week. I loaded the truck with all the garbage cans (filled with plaster chunks from the porch walls) and found stray bits of garbage to add to it as I walked around. I changed the cat litter.
Then I went to the town close to us to fill the car with fuel so I won't have to do it tomorrow before I hopefully go see River. I bought milk and eggs while I was in town.
I let everyone out into their pastures for a while.
Then I cut some low and/or dead branches from some shrubs that were spreading so much I couldn't mow around them, and took the branches out to the bush.
I took the bedding out of the goat pen in the garage from this winter, and used it to mulch a walkway in the garden.
Then I weeded for about an hour again.
I came in and talked to sister E for a while, and she is also working hard on her place, which is tough after all the rain they've had. Very hard to keep up on mowing when it rains like this.
So, a busy day, but there is ALWAYS at least this much to do.
Today I learned that there is still a mule train that the U.S. Postal Service uses to deliver the mail down to the Havasupai people, an American Indian tribe who live in the Supai village, in the Grand Canyon but outside National Park jurisdiction. Another unofficial route carries mail to a tourist lodge called Phantom Ranch—it’s not through a U.S. Postal Service contract, but the mail that comes and goes as a courtesy to guests does get a special marking that it was “mailed by mule.”
https://www.si.edu/stories/mules-still-deliver-mail-grand-canyon
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Date: 2022-06-27 02:17 am (UTC)You always write/sound like you have quiet days, but when you read it for real - you do a TON!! I think you just value most of it and enjoy it so that's what comes across. The quiet contentment, peaceful pleasure of the lifestyle you've chosen. <3
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Date: 2022-06-27 04:42 am (UTC)Even on my quiet days, there are chores that I do every day to take care of the animals. Feeding the cats and the dog twice a day, taking hay to the outside animals twice a day since they can't be on fresh grass all the time, making a special mash for my old girl twice a day and making sure she gets her medication, taking two big pails of water over to the ponies most days, letting everyone out into their pasture for a while and then bringing them back in. I just don't bother mentioning the repeating work. As you said, it is just part of the life I chose.
Going to see River is a pleasure, but it is generally two hours or more of reasonable activity. Catching him in the pasture, grooming him and cleaning out his hooves, carrying the saddle in from my vehicle, tacking him up, and then doing it again when you're done riding. I don't consider it to be work, but it is activity.
When I say "mow the lawn" it is often at least an hour of mowing, though with a ride on, so it's kind of fun.