Yes, the LORD has done amazing things for us!

What joy! Ps. 126:3 NLT

Moved in but not yet moved out, that is our joy! All 10 cats, three dogs and moi are moved into the new cabin. Two armoires, other treasured pieces remain in the old cabin along with lots of “stuff”.

Letting go of much of that stuff lies ahead which means lots of work but once it is done, then we will be able to make ready the old cabin for a new occupant. It took more than a year to move into the new with all the essentials: lights, plumbing, HVAC.

Then there was the dilapidated mobile that sat at the edge of my driveway. Thinking it would find a new home soon I didn’t mind having it moved 100 feet out of the way. Finally, after 14 months it was gone. Just like that, one rainy Saturday someone came along and wanted it! In a week it was headed south.

I have started reading again, lots of nonfiction books. Not yet writing but that will come. Since the New Year we have had an onslaught of precipitation, saturating the ground and making it muddy miserable for not just my livestock but for neighbors’ animals too. Hay for purchase is scarce to nonexistent with it too wet for farmers to cut and bale. Looks like we might get a week of warm weather and hopefully squares will soon be available.

Spending multiple weekends repairing fence and moving the horses, including this weekend, now Jack and Bebe are back up on the hill with some dry patches of earth. They are happier and so am I. Holly is toughing it out. Now and then she speaks to me in grunts (her version of mooing) and tells me where to place her grain or to refresh her water.

Already mentioned the next project is getting rid of the clutter. You know the stuff you can’t take with you and do not want to schlep.

Life is good, peace…

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Cats move

to new digs within cabin

In preparation for a spiritual retreat, Walk to Emmaus, the end of October I have been pondering how to arrange for pet care for my domestic critters. In meditation this morning it came to me to move the cats downstairs from the loft into the bedroom.

Since my cabin is required to be not more than 400 square feet according to Recreational Park Trailer Industry Association standard my loft is for storage only. I cannot standup in it but rather crawl about on knees and have calluses to prove it.

It was half a day’s project to clear the bedroom of plastic containers filled with clothing and labeled: long sleeve blouses, short sleeve blouses, work jeans, good jeans, good T’s, sweats, fall slacks, wool slacks, boots and shoes….

Six of the 10 felines had been fed when the move began. Later the remaining four had their opportunity to dine in new quarters. There are many advantages to having them in the bedroom. For one thing several will no longer be able to scratch their litter boxes and send treasures with clumping litter particles to the downstairs landing in my bucket chair.

Also they will not be able to see my comings and goings registering their complaints when they are ignored as I haul groceries into the cabin and cook dinner. They will not have the freedom to run up and down the stairs giving chase or eluding capture. Nor are they going to jump at will from the loft to the living room or shinny up a support beam to outsmart and out maneuver me.

They also will not be jumping up on my sink when my back is turned, checking out dishes that may have been left from breakfast or strolling across my kitchen counter to snoop around the oven range. And the roughhewn wood trim which displays claw tracks will be rubbed out successfully with sandpaper because they will not be back tomorrow to mark them again.

Moreover I can leave a water dish out on the floor, as well as let a couple out at a time to play and roam in a closed room.

The two dogs are fine with the new arrangement because they are spending time in the living room; and Sam is in the bathroom when I am going in and out of the bedroom just in case someone scurries by me.

Much more remains to be done. The loft needs sheets removed that were used as carpet cover and a thorough vacuuming. Then plastic boxes will be placed upstairs and arranged for easy access, or so I plan.

It is getting on toward evening and from the pitter pat on the metal roof I can tell a light rain has arrived. Jack has come down from the hill to see if any food is being delivered. I let out the last two one-year olds to explore their new surroundings and am heading outside to give hay to the outdoor crew before a full-fledged storm rolls in.

Cabin will now keep us cool or warm and cozy

as weather fluctuates

 

Brahma bull and dogs

Not only canines Peek and Sam watch the HVAC installation but so does The Brahma Sonny

 

While the cabin has a fireplace unit that has provided some heat when the temperature drops as it did last night, it has not been sufficient to make our home toasty.
And during the last few days temperatures have reached the mid-80’s. Even with windows open and two ceiling fans, it was a  might too warm inside.
All that was remedied today when the heating and air conditioning installers attached an outdoor unit to our small living space.
Yesterday I created a dog run with the gate yet to be mounted knowing the installers would need access to the bedroom with the electrical panel where canines Peek and Sam stay.  The dog run was secure enough for the work to go forward and be completed today.
dogs

Peek and Sam watch HVAC installers from their newly created outdoor run

Placed and ready

for tie-down

Placed and ready for tie-down

 

After eight days of waiting for the ground to dry my cabin-on-wheels that has been sitting in the circular drive now awaits tomorrow’s tie-down. A crew of five took several hours pulling up old stablizers, placing tracking pads, spotting, backing up, pulling out, re-aligning and making another attempt at the tight space to get the unit to fit like a glove facing the woods.

Happy talk, keep talking happy talk

from South Pacific repeats and repeats

Oscar Hammerstein’s lyrics and Richard Rodgers’ melody have been repeating and repeating in mind ever since learning that my cabin-on-wheels is being delivered this week: “You got to have a dream, if you don’t have a dream, how you gonna have a dream come true?”

So what is my dream? To write and do photography from our new 400 square foot home while caring for my large and small pals on the farm, as well as listen to Spirit and follow as guided.