"OH, YOU CAN'T HELP THAT," SAID THE CAT, "WE'RE ALL MAD HERE."
--Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

It is now legal when we use the toilets. The new septic system passed final inspection this morning. Chopped straw and grass seed was blown all over the now smoothed out excavations. The chickens are happily scratching it up and eating the seeds though there is way too much area for them to  do any serious damage. One of the pullets is laying huge eggs and they have double yolks. All five of the chickens are now laying. Yolks are orange from all the green grass and weeds. Plus, all the other bugs and caterpillars they eat.

Active day on the local roads. Entering the realm of my known areas are three farmer's markets along the close-by Allentown Road. And even better, the main food shopping can be done at them; at least while the season lasts. I did this shopping today gps-less! Even found another meat-selling farm with minimal verbal directions. I deposited $10.50 for returnable, half-gallon milk bottles to bring home three gallons of homogenized milk from one market. Total of $25.50. Next time when I take back the washed empties it will be $2.50 per half gallon--$15 for three gallons of grass-fed cows' milk. Not officially organic, but hey! it may last us until next Wednesday.

My new secretary-type desk arrived in a box via Fed Ex this morning. Yea! Tomorrow, the boys are home so we can lug it up to my room and install the legs and whatever else needs assembly; though with the size of the box it it appears to be mostly assembled. Looking forward to seeing more of my floor appear as I load it with stuff.

Picked up Keoni after his school let out and we went to buy him a gismo at a music shop in Lansdale that will enable him to record from my piano to his mother's computer so he can Garage Band that and his violin recording he's doing with his iPhone. Kind of a way to photoshop music.

Sitting outside shucking corn in the late afternoon has become almost a ritual. None of us can get enough of Frankenfield's amazing corn.

Toby came over to say hello while I was outside. He pretty much stays outdoors all day and has been ruling the roost with the barn cats. He still is pretty tense about it all, but absolutely won't stay in as long as he can wedge his way out the porch screen door. He comes when called and trots right in for a treat; then, leaves right away. John put a chunk of firewood against the screen door that will keep him in for tonight.

Good night...


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