Wow, perhaps the only thing moving slower than I am this morning is my internet; its speed is glacial at best. If I ever manage to find time, seriously I feel that between sunrise and sunset I am constantly busy, I should have a serious conversation with AT&T.
As a “morning person” moving slowly in the morning isn’t great. Though I’ve washed yesterday’s dirty dishes, completed today’s Washington Post crossword puzzle, baked a batch of canned biscuits, made coffee, fried two eggs to eat with two biscuits, and consumed the lot, I feel as if I’m behind already. Hell, it’s 07:00 and I’m just now pecking out this blog post! I didn’t even have time to go to Lowe’s this morning! Okay, I never intended to go this morning, that was just me trying to be funny.
Yesterday’s manual labor was a few hours spent with my “Fisher-Price My First Chainsaw” in the backyard. I hacked and I hacked, dragged some branches to the curb, set aside other branches that will some day be burned in the fire pit, and lugged the largest pieces of trunk that are too big for the City to collect, and are considered not to be burnable for various reasons, to the ever-growing pile of wood debris in the far reaching corner of the ITP Estate’s backyard. Fortunately some of the larger trunk sections of pine have already started to decay, the tree has been essentially dead for years, so I could cut, then bash the trunk and have it disintegrate into smaller, more manageable sections. I have no idea how I am going to get rid of the base of the tree, which is probably a two-feet in diameter and a good twenty-feet long; I messed up by not demanding that the cutting crew slice that into sections I could roll to the borders of the backyard. Perhaps for portion that I will let nature run its course, or, rent a real chainsaw and slice it up into manageable chunks myself; this is not a decision I need to make anytime soon, however.
Sadly there was no time for garden plot construction yesterday, nor will there be today if I attend German class tonight since I will have to spend those couple of hours preparing for class.
Not much else is going on with me at the moment. I’m silently planning and navigating Life’s waters as the tides and currents shift.
Hey, tomorrow is Friday! At least I’ve got that going for me…
Hope all is going well in your world and that you are remaining healthy.
I have chainsaws and will travel, if you want that tree chopped up just let me know and I can come by and help.
Thanks Bob. Will do at some point in the future.
chain saw party…â€¦ will it ever happen?
We got our Comcast Internet working better yesterday. A tech came out and determined that a line was kinked out at the box in our yard. Someone had hit it with their vehicle at some point and Iâ€™m assuming that could have been the issue. Itâ€™s still going to suck and drop off way more often than it should, but at least itâ€™s faster when itâ€™s working!
Nice. And I swear I didn’t hit it with the M6/M1. LOL
The tree guy is here trimming our treeâ€”canâ€™t wait to check Facebook for the nasty comments about a chainsaw at 8am… Whatever.
While I wish it were zero, Iâ€™m glad I only own one tree these days! ðŸ˜
I still like trees, but must admit I now prefer them further away from my house. They’ve cost me a good bit of money, and I’m sure more will be spent on them in the future.
When we bought the house the HOA thought the trees were the burden of the HOA and they maintained them. Then it came to light later that whoops the city owned them and now the homeowners are responsible for them, along with the grass in the right-of-way. Ugh.
Not to rush your issue, but supposedly, the piles will be burned next week. If we were to have a little chainsaw party this weekend, I might have the technology to make the trunk go away. And bring a load of mulch…
Debbie was out the door at 0815 to go chase Mr. Coyote. Normally the weekday hunt is Wednesday, but they are at a different location than normal and today is the day. She took Mickey and Ceili to Bear Creek yesterday and he was a perfect gentleman, considering stream crossings and spooking deer out of the woods. Considering 3 months ago, he was feral.
Mounted the wheels on the back of the landscape rake and tested it out. Cleans up the roots and rocks and leaves most of the ground in tact. Can’t ask for more. Will be a worksaver.
A nice, hard 40 minutes on the trainer last night.
While I certainly appreciate the offer, I don’t think this is the weekend for me to tackle it; I have other commitments already.
Out of curiosity, do they capture the coyote or is the thrill all about the hunt?
Good on ya! Though my AppleWatch didn’t credit me with more than 27 minutes of workout time yesterday I felt that my 2.5 hours of movement was sufficient. I certainly fell asleep early because of it.
I would say most of the time the game the hounds are chasing gets away. Particularly at Bear Creek, if they cross the creek which is the northern property line, they are out of bounds- at least there is no easy way to continue the pursuit.
Where they are hunting this morning is bounded by the Flint River, so…
Finally getting back on the listening to KEXP’s “Best of 2020” list. Currently listening to “Purple Noon” from Washed Out, #81 on the list.
First Impression: this will not be an album that gets another listen. It’s not bad, it’s just not for me.
for those wondering – no side effects from the 2nd shot – I have a headache, but that is most likely atmospheric conditions and general work issues…â€¦.
and – I got a haircut yesterday, so it was over all a great day.
It’s very likely Barb.
This late word from the hunt- “Well, I learned the air vest works!”. Apparently, Ceili spooked at something and she became “unseated”. Might have a bad bruise where she got stepped on- never good. She was laughing about it.
Now that her adrenaline has settled, and a trip to the doc in a box for some stitches (I couldn’t get it to stop bleeding) and an x-ray, she is lying uncomfortably in bed. No doubt, she will be sore as F in the morning.
Yikes, that must have been a big fall. Hope she can get some rest and wonâ€™t feel too sore tomorrow.
The problem was getting stepped on. The vest did what it was supposed to do- soften her landing. Then she sorta rolled under the horse.