Daily Dribble Determined

The daily is not one of meanderings of what is in the works but how we are getting there. So how are we getting there? Well the process is the underlying foundation. Is it in bits, straight into it or do I ignore the steps and focus on the whole? Well the last is not in line with goal so it has to be the bits. The bits of thinking, planning, staging, etc...  essentially the process, my favorite thing.
So as I sit here, physically in the female dumps, I work out what to do as soon as light crests over the hill.
This week in a morning frenzy of feeding, walking and meeting the needs of our flock, I discovered that I have to take care of the huge butcher scale from Toledo. Porcelain over cast iron, always heavy heavy heavy with a brass scoop base for putting items in.

So I spent the better part of my morning cleaning the years of storage off this baby. Getting it from the tailgate from my truck to the studio was another adventure. an adventures in muscles and not mine alone. But it is a fabulous decor piece and really can fit in any home, industrial, farm, barn, Victorian or like mine....eclectic. 

I did acquire this week a couple of maybe a hundred tops to feeders that have moved on. They have several things that could happen to be a couple things if you wanted them to be.

Along with some chain from the same barn, it could be fashioned into birdfeeders, planters or sconces for lighting. I will opt for planters since chain already included. There are a many number of things that can be acquired from my source but they are in the vain of barn, farm, industrial, raw goodness. So the process for this is one that you first clean them up and then drill holes, voila planters. No real big mysteries. Just execution. 

Upon my arrival in bringing a check and acquiring the above items, the owner bestowed a green giant size padle with succulents streaming from it. An idea I thought, great, love it. No it was not only an idea but given to me as a gift. I promptly displayed it on a trellis by my front door giving it a play of honor. The execution of it was not only perfect for the upcycling minded, but the care and thought in giving me something I would treasure is wonderful. She got me:) 

Post Everything, regrouping,

Monday morning September 26 and I am regrouping. With a long list of project culminations and those still needing to be finished, I want to redirect my focus. Part of it is that I would like to have pop-up event in November, weather permitting. The other is that holiday planning for inventory is also looming. But what also looms is this inventory I am not quite sure what to do with.

Do I have a yard sale, do I just donate it? what to do. Some have migrated to Alices, but I have to move things on. In addition, I want to make some changes in then house. Bring the bed frame I bought in May in and rug. Move Omi's sewing machine into shed and rearrange kitchen items. It is all big stuff but since this week is about staying home waiting for deliveries and making adjustments when deliveries occur, this is a week to do this. Most importantly the house needs a cleaning. too many things including cleaning were put on a back burner.
So this morning as I was printing an inventory for the Lees and cutting a check, I am determined to clear some projects I know I will never do and make some changes as to hove we have things arranged. The new chicken coop making its way here is a in my mind a huge catalyst for streamlining our lives. We have all these environmental hurdles that really do not have to exist.

On top of everything the chuck wagon pantry is coming to live here!! But then I sigh when one of my clients / friends made me this garden with an upcycled retired large ladle from the boy scout camp.

Fall festival recovery and angiograms

So we had a fairly successful festival with totals about 2500.  The fact I could set up on Friday with Bill and Wesley made it very convenient. We got to our venue early but met with Sandy and Stan across from the park at the Trader Joe parking lot. Sandy was sporting the usual mile high look in the back of her truck. Stan was driving the Bronco. Bonnie showed and then her daughter Heather. Wes thought the whole thing was interesting how everyone seemed to know each other. Like one big love fest. 

This was our mess for about the first two hours and then we managed to organize it. Thank goodness with Wesley he could do a lot of the back and forth to the truck. It was a win win situation. It is always fun to organize the chaos and then leave knowing everything is in place when you leave. 

About 5:00 pm we were done. 

 

 So we were off and running with hundreds of people in our midst. Constant flow of New Berry residents came pouring in to buy our wares. Credit card, credit card, credit card. Continuous flow. The feeders that I got from Lois and Gary Lee were a hit. I had 5 small ones of my own and then 30 larger. I came home with 7, we were known to have the cheapest deal on feeders.

When we were all said and done, Bill and I were exhausted and we were ready for home.         

Two hours of packing and we got everything possible in our trucks. Stan and Sandee, our neighbors in crime finished and were sitting wondering and lamenting why we do this. Especially Stan. I decided I learned two things, no giant items and limit how much stuff from others. We got home and then it was time to sack out for the evening.

Early the next morning I got up bright and early, walked the dogs. I unloaded the truck, washed it and moved on in my day. Got all my finances in order, made invoices for all involved, wrote checks. It was a long weekend and I was happy to just hang at home but instead we went to Don and Daisys to do some gun thing and help them move a stove into porch. Came home and he we just passed out.

 Monday morning bright and early Chris had an angiogram. Left home at 4 am to be ready for procedure at 6 am. It was a long process and although I thought I could run errands, it really wasn't the case. You were told not to be far since there might be decision I might need to make, etc... So I was strung out till 10:30 with that sort of excuse and then even longer in recovery. Room was filthy, roommate was crazy and we were ready to walk. By two we were finally allowed to leave. Nothing wrong with Chris and we have to just reconcile that he is healthy :)

Tired and ready for a nap we staggered in. Didn't stir  til the evening, but found the weekend coupled with the procedure just made for a long stint. Found new energy by Tuesday and we drove out the Lee Ranch.

Metal and metal accessories

On Saturday and Sunday I volunteered at our local Museums rummage sale. Upon doing so I came across a friend who I didn't realize had a plethora of metal and metal accessories. That Tuesday I drove out to Lockwood Valley to the Lee Ranch. I was amazed at the sheer vastness of the buildings and metal used in housing the turkey farm. So I tried to negotiate a deal with Farm Girls, which is in the works. This is out of my league but stands the chance I being something fun and lucrative. We will see, since including this, I have too many other things in the works.

Squash v Squash

This year we have had the slowest growing garden ever. When we harvaest it is a huge deal and we have been trying to make it a fabulous experience. So it appears ours big growers are squash, melons, tomatoes. In contrast, corn found a way to grow but really didn't provide much outside of visual drama and something for the chicken to munch on.

Our melon in its sling about a week ago. Today it has done a color change. 

 

It has managed to grow exponentially but at the same time acquired some sort of blemish. As our garden moves into a different phase, my focused moves to working on the show in a couple of weeks.