|Snow on the Row|
Here at the Row, we recently had our first brief snow of the season, to remind us to get ready. The snow was heavy and wet, and it melted within a couple days. But it was here long enough to break some major tree branches, so Ray’s been busy sawing, splitting, and stacking a good supply of wood. He climbed on the roof to clean the chimney (I can’t watch, but I make him do it only when I’m home and keep his cell phone with him), so we’re all set for our first cozy fire.
|Gratuitous Granddaughters Pic|
Our shrunken peaflock is holding at three—two boys and a girl—in spite of raccoons, changing weather, and several recent visits from a coyote pack. I’m thinking about trying to buy a few peafowl to build our flock up again, but I’m not sure how that would work—shipping them, introducing them to our flock, teaching them to love Walmart cat food, etc. Surprisingly, there are no books out there on peacock husbandry/wifery. (Note to self…write a peafowl-tending book).
In spite of their propensity for eating peacocks, I love the coyotes. We never see them; we only HEAR them. They make quite a racket, just out of sight, yipping and barking. They woke us up one night last week, raising a ruckus just below our bedroom window. I ran out in my jammies with a flashlight—not sure what I thought I’d do if they waited for me—but of course they heard me coming and scattered long before I could catch even a glimpse. I’m glad the peacocks roost high in the trees at night. I’m glad coyotes are extremely shy. I’m REALLY glad they don’t know how easily they could knock me over and have the BEST. MEAL. EVER.
Our garden is all cleaned up for spring. Despite our late start, it was a good garden year. We put up loads of canned tomatoes and tomato soup, and we froze gooseberries, apples, pesto, salsa, and more tomato soup. We have a bookshelf in the basement, where dozens of green tomatoes are slowly ripening. The skins are tougher than garden-ripened, but they still taste like tomatoes, rather than the grocery story orbs of nothingness. We also have buckets of acorn squash in the basement. I’m low-carbing and have given up all processed foods and all sweeteners except stevia, so we’re living mostly on the grassfed beef and lamb we bought locally, from venison our friend shot for us (Bambi guilt), from our garden produce, supplemented with grocery story fish, cheese, yogurt, dairy, and fruits, & veggies. We’ll be eating LOTS of tomato soup over the winter, which I’ve learned to appreciate even without crackers.
|Chairscepades Ends in Teacher Victory!|
I’m also delighted to announce that thanks to my brilliant and compassionate English department Chair and Secretary, I now have an awesome chair in my classroom. I’m no longer on my feet through three classes and a simpering mess by the end of the school day. I pimped my chair with donated doilies, so it’s a chic fashion statement as well as a lifesaver.There’s a brutal north wind today and the possibility of 1-4” of new snow, starting later this morning. I have a full day of classes and a poetry slam tonight. I’m pretty sure I have an appointment with the wood stove and a bottle of wine after that. Head down, plow forward...