So, day before yesterday we borrowed RC's dad's gigantic truck to haul down a load of our stuff, and then our plan was to bring the old range to the dump in Lacey. (I wrote in the last post that it was the old washing machine, but I was mistaken.) Well, that was the plan, and we tried quite valiantly to make it work but a combination of our unfamiliarity with the area and a dead iPhone meant that we arrived at the dump SEVEN MINUTES after closing time. Frustrating, to say the least! We were both pretty stressed and irritated, and it was rush hour, and we had a truckload of garbage, so we decided to borrow the truck for one more day, drop the garbage back at the house, and try again the next day. We drove back to the house - picking up corn dogs and Rice Krispies treats because it was that kind of afternoon - and waited for a few hours til traffic let up and we could go back to Seattle peacefully.
During that time, we got to chill out and experience our new home at dusk, which was of course beautiful. I also did a quick clean of the inside of the shed, which was adrift with shredded insulation, the work of mice and squirrels, and set some mousetraps. As an aside: it's kind of funny how long it took RC and I to figure out how to set them properly. Those things are not intuitive.
I also took a few photos. Just so you know, readers. . . I don't have the use of a proper camera at this time. At least, not easily. I have a manual Nikon but that's not really the best for blogging. I have an old Panasonic digital camera too, but I lost the cord and waaaahhh. So, it's phone pictures for the foreseeable future.
The shed is situated southwest-ish of the house. |
Cherry tree at the southwest corner of the house. |
Small yet rapidly expanding bamboo grove. |
Fancy greenhouse. |
There is a deer way back there in the middle. Can you see her? |
I took this picture standing on the porch on the north side of the house. There is a sort of weedy area with some trees and bushes and one gigantic boulder, and then this big teardrop-shaped driveway with some more weeds and stumps and anthills in the center. The greenhouse is off to the left.
I love this picture, with the chicken coop bathed in the light of the setting sun. I'm standing on the east porch facing sort of southeasterly. The chicken coop is another reason I liked this place! It's quite sturdy and in good shape. We need to whack all the large weeds directly around it, fix the hinges so the door closes properly, replace some chicken wire with sturdier mesh, and build a fenced enclosure around it so the chickens can go outside. It also needs a little door just for the chickens to go in and out, but that can wait. We have three chickens currently in our little backyard, but I want to get more! Nothing like fresh eggs. Seriously, I think my life will be weedwhacking and cutting wood by day, making and eating souffles by night.
In between the coop and the house is a large flat area of rocky soil and weeds and a giant pile of dead wood and dirt that used to be a tree. Obviously we won't do anything drastic while we are still renters, but if we do end up buying the place, I like the idea of a stone patio over there. It would face the bluff, and I could see a firepit in the middle, or perhaps I could even do something crazy like a Zen rock garden. In fact I spend a lot of time dreaming about the possible future of the top of this bluff, and one idea I have is to gradually turn the whole thing into a Japanese style strolling garden, like at the arboretum, but with yurts or other small dwellings scattered about for people to stay in. We'll see. I think I'd need an army of volunteers to be able to realize that particular dream, at least in my lifetime!
The view off the bluff from the south-facing porch. |
Okay, I'm going to close with this last shot facing south. RC and I were sitting there eating Rice Krispies treats, and the light on the trees across the valley contrasted with the shadows created by the house were so beautiful. And really, that is the main reason we are so happy to be moving here. We are so glad to be in a beautiful, quiet place, where, if we put in the time and effort, we can live almost self-sufficiently. I would also like it to be a place we can share with others who want some time out of the city.
Well, I could go on and on about my dreams, but what I'll do instead is finish up the more prosaic story of the old range and the trip to the dump. Remember that story? We drove down there again the next day with another load of our belongings, dropped them off in the house, reloaded the range and the garbage (all left over from the previous occupants, gross) and drove it to the dump. It was a very satisfying errand completed since we had failed so hard at it the previous day. Of course, now I am so sore I can barely move, but it's done!
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