MMM 296: Picking up sticks

As we prepare for winter here, I’m trying to prune back and tidy up as much of the landscape as I can.  I’ve still got those two big pine trunks (dead and fallen 3 years ago now) laying in a nearly-dry pond.  My hope is to surround them with enough fuel to burn them down almost completely in place, because they’re too heavy to move without cutting them down to logs or chaining them to my truck.  They are a little over a foot in diameter at the base, and I can’t get them positioned well for bucking with the chainsaw, so I’ve had to resort to using my axe.  Excellent workout, but tough on the hands.  And before someone says “gloves”, that’s a great way to lose your grip on an axe, at least if you’re me and almost no glove fits as the word would imply.  Anyhow, now it’s supposed to rain most of the week, so it may not even be dry enough again to light up until November.  Yay.

Use a spotter.

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MMM 295: Ides of October

It’s seriously autumnal here now; the sassafras are bright red and turning brown, and the maples and sycamores are half naked.  Speaking of half nakedness…

Pole star.

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POS Poat – Reconquista bitches!!!!

I’ve got a friend (of sorts) who purports to be a Messican and is always whining about racism, the plight of the boarder jumpers and welfare scammers blah, blah, blah –

I’ve tried to learn him a few things, economics, race designation, etc – no bueno. So now I just work on irritating him as much as I can. I start and end conversations with him by calling him my southern caucasian brother.

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MMM 294: Rainy October Monday

Long day yesterday.  Wife took horse for trail ride in newly-repaired trailer, Possum was inconsolable, had to take her to church by my lonesome, then my parents came for visit in the afternoon through dinner time.  Had to do some dishes this morning and jar up some beef broth.   Pics now.

Pretty smile.

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Belly button rings are so 2003.

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She looks cranky.

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Looks like an outtake from a photo shoot based.

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I can’t do this and that’s okay.

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The gym dom look.

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Tasteful monochrome.

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Are those phragmites!?  Get out of there miss, I’ve got some extreme weeding to do.

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Belly tattoos are so 2006.

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And the week begins.

 

MMM 293: October!?

Yeah, it’s Fall.  I can tell by the crunchy sound when I walk outside that isn’t a plague of locusts.  I am now officially a plantation owner of some kind, as I have a contract with a sharecropper on a goodly portion of Pferdscheisse Acres.  I still need to do some research on tree planting in that soil, both as barriers and possibly fruit crops.

Are her lips real?

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MMM 292: You’d be sad too

Up early today because I have to go try and do a thing at a place and I’m sure it will be at least moderately stressful.  Feel free to conjecture about what and where and with whom, I’ll fill you all in on the details later.  No worries, this is more of an “aw, man…” bummer than an “oh no!” bummer, it’s just that it’s going to eat up most of my morning and not be pleasant.  I hope all of your days are blessed and unstressed.

I bet she’d look amazing in a pale yellow sundress with little pink flowers.

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MMM 290: Now the real work starts

We close on Thursday, so that alone is going to be an ordeal as wife, Possum, and I spend hours in the car getting the cashier’s check and then signing all the documents.  After that, eesh.  Gotta plant some trees, find a builder, talk to the engineered septic guy, find a guy to lease some acreage for hay planting, make some plans, get a building loan, consider borrowing from my 401k since the market’s sure to tank next year anyhow, get the landscaping in shape here, get the house and barn and fencing built and the well dug, sell this house, move 2 horses and 2 dogs and 13 chickens and 3 cats and a house full of stuff, and keep my awesome job going long enough to pay for all of that.

Next year at this time, hopefully, it will all be okay, but right now I feel like I’m going in for major corrective surgery or something.

Motivational statements in photos are sooo 2009.

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MMM 289: F*ck the commies, get some work done today

Seriously.  The only real way to protest a holiday is to ignore it or substitute a new meaning.  If the regressive left can ignore Columbus Day and celebrate conquered peoples and turn Christmas into Giftmas, I say we can turn Labor Day on its head.  If you can work, take shifts and wear an anti-commie t-shirt while you do it.  If not, work like hell around the house getting ready for winter.

Or, you know, just fire up the grill and drink some beer because you earned it.

Doing some hanging leg raises.

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