Sorry about the blank spot. It’s not that nothing’s going on, it’s just that the things that are going on are just like the things that went on before them.
I’ve been demolishing pallets and then chopping the pieces to stove lengths.
There’s only so much you can say about that, and I think I’ve probably said it all. The project will come to an end soon, if I stick with it, through a lack of pallets left to demolish. Rejoicing will be heard in the land.
I got a brief gig from some new part-time neighbors to clean up trash left from old neighbors. This was just a whole bunch of back-and-forth, then sorting through the trash for the good stuff. I could probably have scored a bunch of old fasteners, judging from what fell out of several (many) very heavy black plastic bags, but I decided early on that the effort and mess made wouldn’t be worth it. So I pulled out obviously useful stuff like old lumber and PVC and such, and consolidated the rest into one immensely heavy trip to the dump which I got out of my life yesterday.
Some of the haul, I gave away…
The pipe in particular went to the new neighbors who are basically camping on their land and constantly improving goat and chicken housing. Not sure what they’re about, but they indicated they could certainly make use of pipe no matter how long it had laid in the sun. They got the old solar power system and well working so they have water now, with a couple of 300 gallon tote tanks barely off the ground. So their supply is hardly more than a trickle but rigging waterers still beats the hell out of hauling buckets for goats.
Today I hoped to cut and stack wood in the morning and hang out in the afternoon. Now it looks like D&L want to go to the dollar store this morning and I do too, so I may have to postpone sloth. Or maybe not: The end of woodcutting really is in sight and I may give my back a break. Depends how I feel when I get to the woodlot. Which is where I’m going right now.
Between your woodcutting, your cleanup gig, and your distribution/recycling activities, that trailer is getting lots of play. Did you get much firewood out of that job?
Not a lot but more than I feared. Maybe one full wheelbarrow once it was chopped up.
How are the new neighbors with the goats going to make it through winter? Curious, as you described your first winters as Arctic vacations.
Interesting question. I’m waiting for the answer myself. Maybe they’re just *really* hardy.