Apologies to those that I haven’t emailed. There have been some amazing, generous, fantastic folks who sent gifts and bought us coffee. I know I didn’t email our thanks. I am sorry for that. I will do better with expressing gratitude. Please know that I am beyond grateful for the gifts/coffees. They have brightened this Yule season for us immensely. I love each and every one of you and am so appreciative for your friendship. ❤
Merry Christmas, my friends. What a difficult, trying year it’s been. How hard it’s been getting this far into it. I hope you all are with loved ones, be they family or friends or both. I hope you are surrounded by people who care about you, and value you for the amazing being that you are. ❤
I think I probably won’t have a year end post. I probably will pickup in the New Year. So if I don’t post before then…
Happy New Year! May 2022 treat you with gentle kindness and love. May we all remember what it means to love one another. May we all remember what it means to be kind. May we all remember that division damages, unity heals. Let us all unite and heal. Instead of more of the same, let’s do our very best to do better in 2022. And, if you can’t do that, then I hope you get the year that you deserve. 😉 What…you didn’t think I was gonna be all love and light without a little darkness in there too, didja?? 😂
Something we’ve been dealing with here at the Farm for the past 7 months, through one of our areas worst ever droughts, was a leaking water line from our well to our house. It has produced anxiety like very little else. For months.
We tried contacting every well drilling place in the area. We either were told “nope, too busy”, were ignored with calls never returned, or (my personal favorite) after being ghosted for months by a company, being told that we “were better off drilling a new well”.
So as you can imagine, as we’re watching precious water go all over our lawn, destroy our yard, potentially burn out our well pump or run our well dry, we were feeling less and less hope everyday. In fact, we were at the point of looking for an excavator to rent and doing it ourselves.
In a last ditch effort, in a local FB group, I found a woman advertising her hubby’s plumbing business. Being country folks themselves, I checked out his business page and found that he had indeed worked on wells, septic systems, and done excavations. So I took a chance and asked on her post if our problem was something he could do…she gave me his number and said “shoot him a text!” So I did.
And damn if Joe from Hooper and Sons Plumbing and Heating didn’t come through for us! In a week he was out to put in a bypass pump to keep us and the animals in water while the wet area dried enough for excavation, and then Tuesday he texts me and asks if it’s ok that the guy who runs the excavator comes out to see the site…Um, YES!!
Next thing we know? This:
It took them an afternoon to dig, find the problem, and fix it. And we have water again. Before freeze up.
Seriously, I sat down last night and had a good soul cleansing cry about it.
I’ve been fighting to find someone to help us for months, being turned away every single time. And here’s Joe…gets it that water is important for a hobby farmer (he and his family have livestock too), that hauling water in winter from off site would be horrible, that we needed help. And he came through. This guy, I’m telling ya, is a genuine Good Human.
Now I just have to pay his bill, and he has to come get his breeding pair of Narragansett turkeys I promised him. 😂😂😂 The first time he came out, I told him, if he got this fixed for us, I’d give him a young breeding pair, and I’m a Woman of my word. The hilarious part of it is, when I texted our thanks, I reminded him of the offer, and he said “I’ll see what the wife thinks” and my Hubby said “Oh Joe is gettin’ turkeys” 😂😂😂 My Hubby knows. Because that’s how we got ducks… Free poultry for the win.
And!! Just to make it all more fun, the fix happened on a Loop day too. 😂😂😂 So here we are with aaaaallllll this grocery store food for feed piled up every damn place, and my house looks like some sort of crazed food hoarder lives in it and fuck…oh man. I don’t live like that! 😂😂😂 Yeah it looked bad. But free feed for the animals and cutting down on food waste is a very necessary thing. It just happened to coincide with having other people in my house. Oh well.
Water is fixed. I’ll recommend Joe every chance I get (and we’ll probably get him out in the spring to look at our water softener). And we can breathe again. These are good things.
With this prompt and post, the Weekly Photo Challenge from The Daily Post is no more…
Since it’s the final installment of the Photo Challenge, the theme is All Time Favorites, with an eye on sharing an all time favorite photo…
I can do that.
Favorite photo from a favorite session with a favorite edit of a favorite horse…
A little before…
The idea here was to make editing for a black background portrait as minimal as possible, so I walked her into the shelter, stood her where the light was the best on her face/side, handed off the lead rope to The Kid and stepped back…
It’s a lovely image as it is.
Of course, I’m biased because of that whole “favorite horse” thing. 😉
But, a wee bit of time editing and it went from a lovely image to my favorite photo of her ever.
One day, I’ll have this image printed as large as I can afford…
This is one that deserves a special place on the wall.
And now, I have to wander off and find a new source of inspiration for those days when I just don’t know what to write.
I’m thankful for the memories The Daily Post has helped me create, and the doors participating opened as I found new blogs to read and new folks dropped by.
I’m thankful for the new friends and old ones.
I’m thankful for life, for love, for my world and all those in it.
It’s a great day to be alive
I know the sun’s still shinin’
when I close my eyes
There’s some hard times
in the neighbourhood
But why can’t every day be just this good?
~ Travis Tritt