Lughnasa College Moon
Out to Keys on University for our business meeting. Walking bleary eyed and under awake into a place with fresh coffee and breakfast is one of life’s small, but significant pleasures for me. We discussed the move, the idea of a second mortgage, the state of our finances, checked our calendars, scanned for birthdays.
Back home we got into shed clean out mode, discarding several years worth of detritus, often saved for a time that never came. While Kate concentrated on the first shed, I worked on repairing the damage to our fire pit area by the dogs. They smelled a rodent of
some kind, I imagine. This involved hauling sand sufficient to fill up the hole, replacing torn landscape fabric and will later involve hauling sand to cover the landscape fabric, then spreading mulch over it all.
Once I finish that, I’ll move onto the shed where we keep the bee woodenware, clean it up and consolidate everything we’re going to move. Then, removing the electric fence and all its accessories. Finally, a soil test for the garden. May not make all of this over the weekend, but plenty of it.
Over the last week certain aspects of the move have become clearer to me, moving from the background to the foreground. Taking a year, living in the move, is a pace I can live with and not become anxious. Still, there is the fact that it takes a year or so which is a long time. So far it feels like matters are happening at the time they need to. When the question arises, an answer appears.