The biggest decision on the docket right now will hopefully be made in no more than about 48 hours from now! We ramped up our minivan-search recently and once ramped up both Jason and I were ready to have it over and done with. There are a number of reasons for wanting to do it sooner rather than later, including our summer vacation to Maine in which we'll enjoy my parents' company for a few days (during which it would be very nice to be able to travel around together). So we have narrowed our search to a blue 2005 Honda Odyssey that I'll pick up tomorrow after work and we'll take to our trusted mechanic on Tuesday for a once over. We both really like it (and so does Kali which is a big bonus), so if there are no surprises, it looks like we'll be taking our very reliable Subaru off the road. Any last minute council on spending a good portion of our savings on a minivan or whether or not to sell our Subaru or keep it for around the property driving until we have our access paths smoother is welcome!
Most of our processing time about the van has happened while we work around the property. I am starting to get a window into why Jason needs so many calories to keep him going. If I keep getting my to do list from Jason rather than generating it myself, I will be in shape long before the end of this growing season. I'm loving it and am almost a bit alarmed by how I'm turning down inside tidying up to work on the outside major tidying that needs done at this time of year. I was even tromping through our home in work boots yesterday. But I must admit that I did sweep all the floors while Alida was still sleeping this morning and felt a bit better after doing so!
However, lest I feel at all like I'm innocent of the harvesting of animals for our consumption, I had my own experience working in the potato patch which was sobering for me. It was not at all unlike one that Jason reflected on some time ago. As I was shoveling chicken litter into the wheelbarrow I uncovered what looked like a very large pink grub. It didn't take but a few seconds to realize that there were several and that they were baby mice (six in all). There nest must have been deep within the pile and I had ruined the nest in one large scoop, sending the little helpless creatures in several directions. I picked them up in my hand and felt their little squirming bodies and felt sad (Alida was very curious by this point, of course). I knew their fate was pretty well sealed already, that their home was no longer intact and they were such tiny things that to just leave them there in the open or bury them in another location would surely mean they would die (but maybe over a longer period of time). So they provided a hearty treat for a number of hens. As a side note, I was distraught when I gave one to a rooster who just picked it up and dropped it making little sounds as it did so - yes, I'm still rather slow on chicken behavior and had to have Jason confirm that in fact the rooster was looking for a hen to lure with his treasure. I didn't want the little creature to suffer long at all so we got it back from the rooster. The hens got the deed done very quickly (though not necessarily neatly) and clearly they had no qualms whatsoever about gobbling up the tasty morsel. I felt rather pensive as I headed back to the potato patch. Being intimately in touch with ones source of nourishment is quite the journey! It feels deeply important to me. Yet it is full of moments such as these where it would be easier on some front to be unaware, or at least not there watching it, as, for example, large machines harvest vegetables and in the process kills many small animals that have taken up residence in the fields.
Some plants on our window sill have been too tantalizing to leave alone. I really didn't care for cilantro the first few times I had it and now I can hardly leave the large pot on our window sill alone! For some reason, I am enjoying so much harvesting little bits of green here and there and munching on them. My favorites right now, in addition to cilantro, are our various mints outside especially the lemon balm and sweet cicely. I even reached out and picked a bunch along the road while I was jogging yesterday. It's fun to be spending enough time outdoors and with plants to slowly be identifying more of what I'm seeing. I will have no trouble ever again identifying yellow dock after spending parts of two days eradicating it (temporarily at least) from our drainfield (with a shovel and my muscles). Jason encouraged me not to be too discouraged when it sprouts back out...
Speaking of bees, I'm pretty thrilled to be watching the little mason bees busy filling tubes on our porch. They fly right up to it, even if we are there staring at their home. Yes, I'm so infatuated with the whole thing that I took a little video today. It's not a thriller, but you do get to see one little gal in action. If you look closely you can see that there are five tubes filled (don't be fooled by the sticks) and it is fun to see the different colors based on where she got the mud from. Enjoy (and Alida is awake so off we head for some outdoor work/play):
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