The Full Hunters Moon was really pretty this year. I almost felt like howling at it.
I'm really trying to get as much as I can done before the ground freezes. St. Luke's Summer went by too fast! The warm weather has vanished and the wind has been howling for several days now. No more leaves on the trees; even the tamaracks are turning brown. I finally made it to the lumber yard and bought the wood for several of the projects I've been wanting to build like
building shelves and putting up organizers in the broom closet so nothing falls on top of you when you open the door, and
|New garden box|
the new garden box I've been wanting. (OK, so I still have to fill it up with dirt -- why do you think I want to get things done before the ground freezes?)
Then there is my basement pantry shelf unit. I'm really proud of it. Finally I'm able to put all of my canning jars up and off of the cold cement floor and there's plenty room to spare for more jars and pantry items. (I'm still looking to buy about 40 pounds of cranberries.) It feels really good to be organized. I have just enough wood left over to make my warping board so I can measure the yarn to string my floor loom. Hurray!
But my biggest achievement this month has been overcoming my fear of and buying
my very own Savage Model 93 .22 W.M.R. rifle! It has a cool scope and an accutrigger. I'm taking it over to Dad's tomorrow for some pointers on using it. Now I won't have to wait for someone else to dispatch chicken eating varmints. Thanks to Marjorie Wildcrafter for giving me encouragement on the topic of using guns in a correspondence with her a while back.
Today I scrubbed the floors before the aide came to give Lara a bath, then finished butchering the chickens and canned the broth (I'll make a pot of gumbo tomorrow with the meat), baked pumpkins for puree to have for Thanksgiving pumpkin pies, and I cleaned and saved the pumpkin seed for next year's planting.
With all this work it's no wonder my back hurts!