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This is a road. Seriously.
This tree in the road is creating quite a bit of excitement. The first night it went down, 16 came home from working on the house. He said, “We almost couldn’t come home tonight!” He was working late with Steve-the-Builder and they drove out and found this tree down in the road at the end of our farm. They turned around and tried to go out by way of the river, but decided the river was too high to ford. Steve-the-Builder had a chain saw with him and he cut out enough branches for them to drive under. And we’ve been driving under it ever since.
Well, honestly, everyone but me. I’ve “ridden” out there under the tree, but not driven under it myself. Until yesterday. When 16 got off school, I followed him out the road. He waited for me after he drove under the tree. Because I am a wuss. I got out of my car and made him drive my car under the tree. So I could watch and whimper and be sure it would fit.
I’ve got a lot of toughening up to do since I’m sure this isn’t the first, or the last, tree that’ll stand in my way.
The good news is that when I went home? I drove under the tree myself. I am so tough! Okay, not really, but I did drive under the tree! (See that phone line under the tree? It’s not ours. Our phone line comes from the other direction, across the river. I don’t know if the people who are on this phone line are out of service or not.)
It was worth the effort to get there. Steve-the-Builder had half the kitchen installed!!!
(Good thing I bought that hardwood floor mop yesterday.)
In a spurt of hope, glorious hope, I brought out a big package of toilet paper. As if we might have water someday….. (This is the downstairs boys’ bathroom.)
And about that really big obstacle? The water? Finally, we have a new drilling slated for tomorrow!!!! I know buying that toilet paper made all the difference. The universe just needs to know you mean it, you know?
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Um, how’s a moving truck gonna make it under the tree? Never mind, something tells me you’re gonna figure a way around that obstacle too! Good luck with the move! I’m rootin’ for you!
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Kudo’s to you for driving under the tree. One would think the phone utility company would come out looking for that phone line and then remove the tree for you.
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I’d get that sucker cut up and rolled over the hill just to be safe. Driving under that has got to be just tons of “fun”.
On the plus side toilet paper!
So water must follow, for that is the way of the universe.
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Hope you find water today. And the kitchen is looking great.
And just think, 16 is learning a trade.
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The house looks great. :thumbsup:
Sounds like 16 is taking care of Mom! :clap:
8:41
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Oh, oh, oh, LOVE the kitchen cupboards!!! You are almost there. I’m doing a happy dance for you.
-Kim
P.S. Love all the fur kids on your bed. Yep, we humans don’t get much space with them around.
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2. Angel Soft is the best!
3. You are now the top site listed when I google you
4. I forgot to tell you. A couple of weeks ago I had the flu.It was the sickest I had been in a while and I was stuck in bed. when the room finally stopped spinning enough for me to read, I read your book, Lady Night. I liked it and it kept me form losing my mind to boredom. Thanks! :mrgreen:
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What a difference point-of-reference makes.
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My mom wants to know what’s holding up on the right-hand side of the picture. Another hill/bank?
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Tori, you can’t see in the picture, but the tree does actually go all the way down and rest on the ground across the road on the other side. It’s a Very big tree!
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How I long for a simple or not so simple home like yours in a rural area with beauty and some chickens too. I grew up with chickens as my grandparents were country folks and lived on the more rural side of San Antonio. I tell people they had a back yard, then the garden yard (large) and then the chicken yard with a chicken house with a door and built in nesting boxes etc. My grandfather Paul Cornelius was a former cowboy, carpenter and loved gardening & his chickens & his rose bushes. After his emphasema got too bad, he would truck tomatoes into the city from the country and sell those to buy his chicken feed. My grandmother Anne was a former country girl from a 1/2 horse town called Big Foot, named after a TEXAS RANGER. She was the youngest of 12 and had large feet (was tall too) and could do anything. From working 40 hour weeks in civil service, to being a single mom in the 1930s & 40s to wringing chicken necks. They just awe me, to know that I got to be around them for about 20 years until they both died while I was in college around 1980. My parents had kids late (me) and later (my sister) resulting in folks asking my mom if my sister was her grandchild at age 44 when I was 11. Now that would be called NORMAL, but in 1971, it was not. Everyone is GONE now… parents, grandparents and most of my uncles. A big German Texan family… all dying off. Cousins semi-stay in touch if I make the effort 1st. I’m our family genealogist but work full time at a big fortune 500 company helping users with their software problems, so I’m not able to devote full time to anything that’s a hobby and have too many interested like reading that trumps everything else.
Oh well! Wish me luck, my husband (2nd marriage for both of us) had a heart attack on Monday and I’m ready for him to be home again with me, the dog & the cat.
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I love the pictures of where you live. I wish I had trees around!
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Get crazy! :bananadance:
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That said, best of luck with the drilling and moving tomorrow!
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Your new house looks gorgeous and I love all the posts about the old farmhouse. I read your blog and I feel so nostalgic, a longing for the good ol’ days. I grew up on a farm and even though I couldn’t live on one now (I get depressed when I’m out in the middle of nowhere and not around the energy of the city), I still love to go home to it (my brother now farms it – 4th generation) and just soak up the peace and quiet. Then, of course, I have to get back to the city to get my “energy.” :mrgreen:
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The house looks gorgeous!
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Funny, the little things we take for granted like being able to flush a toilet, huh? LOL