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Moving onto Boise Time

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My “Up Early” in Council is about 7 a.m. and means a saunter up the rails to trails, while the sun rises, the dog chases tweety birds, and what the day brings is generally a surprise.  But, when I’m on Boise Time it’s up at the sun crack of dawn to start my Get Off My Butt and Get Something Done list before I have to hooch up and hide out from solar activity (right now the temp is hovering mid-ninety and climbing). The past couple of days the list included finally planting the patio flower pots, moving & fixing the drip system, thinning the peaches and apples, hunting weeds, weeds, weeds and Virginia Creeper taming … you know, vines up and not down the arbor posts. The grapes, peaches, blackberries, apples and pears still need to be put under  camo netting to keep the crazy bird lady’s battalion of voracious beaks  from devouring the fruits of the mini-orchard’s labor.

2017 Garlic Harvest

For the first time this season the dehydrator is off the shelf and I’ve started the first batch of winter’s mint teas.

This year’s garlic harvest is drying out and I’m pleased to say the bulbs are big and healthy. They weren’t part of February’s Great Greenhouse Apocalypse, but were snug in their beds enduring this winter’s snowmageddon.

Garlic & Clam Sauce anyone?

Speaking of the Great Greenhouse Apocalypse you might be interested to know that 8 tomato plants, 8 peppers, and one basil plant survived … we had to breakdown and buy a spaghetti squash, San Marzano tomatoes, a roma grape tomato, and a couple more basil plants. They seem to be taking well to their new home and are already flowering.

Next week I think new potatoes may be ready to debut on the dinner table … along with some fresh peas and a maybe a steak?

I’m psyched though and hard work has a reward! Tomorrow the shovels, rakes, hoses, and ladder are going back in the shed ’cause “We’re Going Fishing”!! Yeah! Fishing Time! Finally the snow pack has melted enough that most of these western rivers are actually not flooding, so maybe, we won’t get swept away. At least I hope not.

These are my slow wanderings … where my wandering doesn’t always mean I need to be going to some great, distant adventure; sometimes it’s just a bit of gardening, a good book in the shade, checking a few items off a list or an evening standing in a river with my Sweetie.

For all of my blessings, I am thankful … Life is good and I am blessed.

This is a taste of Council Time …  where I plan my next adventures and wanders.  

Go paint something …

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Coucil Idaho ... green morning view from the deck

Council Idaho … green morning view from the deck

Ok, I’ve gotten the cat hair off of my keyboard.  I’m in Council Idaho. It’s a simple haven, a place of the past , and quiet … this time of year everything is green and is in bloom. The tweety birds are singing and the quail have paired off to start little quail families. The rancher who leases our pastures will be dropping off cattle this weekend; I like watching the calves … it’s calming.

I need some calm … I am going to STOP watching television news, reading news reports, listening to talk radio, listening to the talking heads blathering, blathering, blathering …

Here in this place, I can recenter. With wide open vistas and neighbors (the house up the road, not next door); neighbors that aren’t so close you hear their private conversations  or watch their children bounce high over the fence on their trampoline. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not the grumpy neighbor … but sometimes I threaten to scale the back fence in the middle of the night and steal (or at least disable) the 2 very large wind chimes from my new neighbor’s patio.  It is after less than 50 feet in direct line of ear from our bedroom window.

So I ‘Escaped’.  Heading North, I turned off the radio and turned on a science fiction book (downloaded from my local library right to my phone, how cool is that? no more changing cds) … anyway, I started listening to a new book series … The Long Earth by Terry Pratchett and Stephen Baxter.  How would you react if you could step into multiple iterations of earth? Each one having evolved separately & distinctly … The book has the same premise as the old 80’s television show Sliders … Yes, of course, I’m a SciFi wonk.  Always have been … since I discovered the 34 OZ books at age 8 I’ve lived in The Shire, The Land, Narnia, District 12, Piers Antony’s  world of immortals …  Incarnations of Immortality, Shannara, and walked the lands of the Aiel, and Andor in the world of Robert Jordan’s Wheel of Time … and … yes, it’s a long, very long list.

After the past months of politics, war, politics, more war .. internal & external to our country … I am again overwhelmed  and again, I am  going cold turkey.  … it’ll be painful, but not as painful as listening to gloom, doom, boom, anti-anything … yes, I’m going into Head in the Sand mode … at least for a little while …

I’m going to go paint something.     … literally … paint a bench, … paint a shelf and just listen. Listen to the birds and the wind and I’ll breathe, and pause, and thank God for a place of refuge … no matter where I made be …

“It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end… because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing… this shadow. Even darkness must pass.” Sam Gamgee, The Two Towers [Book 2, Return of the King series, J.R.R. Tolkien]