Not entirely alone. Last night Katherine's father-in-law Chuck, her sister-in-law Carrie - with husband Paul and French exchange student Matisse - and Randy came over for pizza and we spent a nice evening on the patio. We exchanged phone numbers; in the likely event that there's trouble (spring well, septic, animal in distress...) I can call Chuck and he will come fix it or shoot it. Carrie has offered to let me borrow her cherry pitter for pies. Tonight she and I will meet Randy in town for the First Friday Art Walk. I'll be connected to a community, and that will be great.
After everyone left I put the chickens to bed. While the door was open Curly Joe the bottle-fed goat got into the coop. As soon as I'd wrestled him out the big white dog got in and I had to muscle her out. Minor abrasions were endured. All live on FaceTime. Probably should have put the phone down but these experiences really should be shared. :-D
Tomorrow morning painting starts. I've never had the opportunity to paint in isolation before and I'm interested to see how differently it feels. Kind of exciting.
Here's the patio where I'll paint:
I am on a great adventure.
Noteable things:
* That strange sound I've been hearing turns out to be cow farts
* Most things that I would throw into the compost back home I can toss to the chickens; what they won't eat the goats will
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