My whole schedule is out of whack. Since all this time is spent on the backroads and fields of the county with a pair of binoculars, trolling for 'tails, I have totally lost my sense of real time. There is daylight and morning and then chores and then dark. I was shocked at 4Pm today it wasn't 2PM on Thursday. Yup. I'm running on coffee and a crush on a hawk I don't even know.
Besides having birds on the brain I have been getting plans for Antlerstock together. I heard from Brett he’ll be here Saturday to teach about traditional logging and to share a reading and Q&A about his new book, the Woodland Homestead. For years he’s been felling trees, talking about traditional tools like cross cut saws and axes, and teaching people at this event. It’s an honor to have him back!
I also heard from Kathy and Mary of WindWomen Farm, who will be talking about farming after retirement. A topic not really covered at Antlerstock before. Kathy (who is an accomplished Archer) will also be with me up in the archery field for beginner archery that weekend. Meg Paska (Beekeeping Author) might be here for a day and I am waiting to hear from others as well - from blacksmiths to neighbors to friends. Friday has confirmed she will be covering a lecture on how to wag your tail with your entire body and get away with pooling in any room in your house your roommates can’t see you in. Unrelated note: Does anyone out there have tips for removing the smell of dog pee from linoleum floors? Asking for a friend.
This weekend, a campout here at the farm with good friends. We're seeing off a friend moving off to New Orleans and starting his own new chapters. I'm still not any farther with my winter prepping goals but I will find a way. I'll design, teach, sell another book....It'll happen because it has to. By Antlerstock I hope to have three cords stocked and ready in the woodshed and to catch up enough on the mortgage enough to exhale.