Scary to leave

Wednesday, 19 September 2018Light work today. Two hours at the barn and two hours working in the house. The break is needed. Did ten to twelve hour days all last week, which is a lot for me when it’s mostly all physical. It’s also my last days on the farm. It’s clear to me now …

Dreaming

Monday, 17 September 2018 The foundation being rebuilt. Each stone has been marked so that it will be the same as it once was. It’s kind of a three-dimensional puzzle with a few pieces missing and others broken and weathered so they don’t fit like they should. One of the workers, at the end of …

Homecoming

Friday, 14 September 2018 Finally finishing up at the barn. My work of preparing it for the contractors is completed and they’ll be there on Monday to rebuild the foundation. I’ll still be out there tomorrow and next week but my real work is done. I’ve discovered that there’s always more to do on a …

Howard & John, John & Howard

Sunday, 9 September 2018 About halfway through the above. Surprising that I didn’t read it in my junior high days when I had read much of John Bellairs’ work. It’s pleasant to have old things that are new to you. I really love The Beatles and this will be a short digression. Merely a paragraph, surely. There …

The short rain

Saturday, 8 September 2018 A long few days. I’m happy to be done for the moment and for the rest I’ll have tomorrow. It’s odd– it’s Saturday night but that doesn’t mean what it once did to me. It’s dark out now. There’ll be no parties or bars or even coffeehouses. Just quiet and my …

The flies, man, the flies

Tuesday, 28 August 2018 Rainy and cloudy yet muggy. Sorted through hundreds of pears today, among other weird tasks. What a bizarre sentence that is. I doubt I’ve ever put those particular words together in such an order before. Here’s a sentence I once heard. I’ve never caught it again: I don’t like bacon. From …

Too much confusion

Sunday, 26 August 2018 Took a bit of a hiatus there. Maybe I needed that. Was also out of state for a few days, so… Stopped looking at weather reports. Odd, since I’m concerned about it on a day-to-day level. Maybe, I think, it’s because I can’t do anything about it. Might be hot or …

Quiet bug on the floorboard

Wednesday, 15 August 2018 Before working on the barn, I cleaned up some items from a dead old man’s trailer. The items in question were, I think, sitting in a basement for years– the trailer itself being long gone, probably no longer in existence. It was just garbage. Some cheap utensils covered in rust or, …

Silence at the swimming pool

Monday, 13 August 2018 Hot today but not terrible. Some scythe work. Mostly I was in the shade but then, when I wasn’t, it was not my favorite. But this guy had a pleasant time of it: I felt glad to be the one who dug into the Earth, which was then filled by the …

Chokeberry Crunch

Thursday, 9 August 2018 Yesterday was my birthday, which was surprisingly decent. Typically I dread the day. Always feel sad and not good enough. Good enough for what, you ask? No idea but the feeling remains. But yesterday was alright. The farm’s been good for me. Today, barn work and then I made screens. Well, …