The weather has been wonderfully cool here as of late with a crisp sweetness that belies autumn and instead makes me think of spring. I awake in the morning to fog drifting over and through the valley only to be burned off in the forenoon sun. The birds call and cows low and traffic whizzes by on the main road.
Since realizing I own too much, I have marked for giving away nearly half my belongings, mostly books, and have set aside some for others of my family to lay their claim. The clothing and my eye glasses that I do not need or do not use went with my grandmother to the church, which receives a certain price for pounds donated. I still have the other half of my belongings to sort through, as I have kept very little. I am being quite ruthless.
I was able to find and sort through some seeds for next year. I also found my plastic greenhouses and a few boxes of dirt pod refills. I took a look at my garden space and am eager to begin work as soon as I can drag my mother out to ask what I can and cannot dig up. I at least want to break up the soil and possibly turn in some manure before the first frosts.
I didn't add anything to my Homestead Binder this past week because of the move and because the binder hasn't come off the back deck just yet. It is sitting among the things I still have to sort.
I am settling in at work and it has been nice to see everyone in town. The only downside is that, though you wouldn't think it, cashiering is hard, long, tough work and leaves me tired. I am having some trouble trying to fit everything in the day with enough time to sleep and rest. I am sure I will adjust.
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