During yesterday’s work party (we’ve rescheduled from Friday to Saturday, so that Marita’s 14-year-old son can be here to join us) we put all the rest of the beds, save one, to bed for the winter. That felt good.
Next Tuesday, we plan to tackle the large greenhouse, clean and re-organize, and otherwise, it can lie fallow for the rest of December, except for one more work party in there, likely with a fire heating the place up, when we clean and oil tools.
We begin again in January 2023.
Meanwhile, last Tuesday, we tackled one of the sheds, taking everything out, deciding what remained, what went with what, and what should go elsewhere. Of course, finding some stuff we forgot we had, and other stuff that we could have used this year, if we had known where it was.
Here’s Adam, of the three who decided this simply had to be done.
Meanwhile, we’d decided to utilize a bare outside wall for the whiteboards we just started to keep (what needs to be done, wished for projects, etc. etc.) that help us make sense of this place in which every resident is also busy with life elsewhere, and must, at times be corralled — or at least asked if he’s gonna do something, or if he already did it, etc.
Joseph has the whiteboards stacked against one wall in his house, but this way, they’ll be obvious to everyone. We thought to put them somewhere in the greenhouse, but there’s no empty wall space.
Notice, in these two photos, all the bikes and bike parts. All but two are extra, here from former residents. Luckily, we can borrow neighbor Dave’s truck, to get them to the Bike Project.
Meanwhile, we DID get that shed tamed, with containers for ropes, gloves, hats, eye gear, and other stuff.
Which reminds me of my most profound remark in all my nearly 80 years, and that is this: “WHAT WE’RE DOING ON THIS PLANET IS MOVIN’ STUFF AROUND.”
Thursday Community Dinner was inside again, at Overhill. We’re thrilled to see both Jeff (back to camera) and Alisha (who he’s speaking to) again.
Jeff has just returned after eight weeks during which he teaches martial arts to teenagers on Thursday nights. He always brings amazing meat dishes. This time: spicy meat balls to die for.
Alisha has just returned after three weeks, during which first one, and then, another, and finally the third member of her household all came down with covid. She never fails to bring amazing ales (different types) from the Tax Man Brewing Co.
That’s neighbor Devin, brown and yellow sweater, in both photos. He helps us with trees, sometimes trimming or cutting himself, other times teaching us how.
I only took one more photo, but it’s a doozer, Dan the Man, smiling.
P.S. Dan figured out why I couldn’t transfer photos from iphone to computer, or at least I thought he did. But when I went to do it this morning, so I could add the real beaver scene to last Sunday’s beaver post, I still couldn’t figure it out . . .
And now, I see that I can’t get to that post by searching for it by name . . . one more item to add to the list when I contact 24x7wpsupport tomorrow . . .