Lughnasa Waning Harvest Moon (visible in the western daytime sky)
Kate has begun the dreary process of checking with animal control, vets and the humane society. At the same time she’s begun canning tomatoes, a task she finds soothing. It’s a good thing since she has a cold and numerous pains throughout her body. She prefers to keep going, get things done. In the past I’ve tried to get her to relax, take it easy a bit, but just this year I realized this is part of her spirit, her who she is-ness. Now I congratulate her.
Today is one of those days. Rigel’s still missing. The borderline asphalt company will show up sometime today to seal the driveway. Paula and the Ecological gardens folks have begun installation of a woodland edge garden. To put a nice bow on the day I have my semi-annual teeth cleaning at 11:00. I moved the vehicles to the street, got the gate ready for Paula, then took off and bought 10 more bales of hay from Al Pearson.
Al’s a 70+ farmer who sells his bales right off highway 10. He bales the hay and sells it retail. We all win. He’s a ramrod straight 6′ 1″ sturdy Scandinavian. He told me, “We like our repeat customers.”
