Two weeks in. Feeling a bit more settled. More boxes have been unpacked. Getting used to how dark it gets at night when there’s no moonlight. Eerily dark.
Things I already love:
1. This land. I’m already in love with our little homestead. In my eyes, it’s just perfect. The sky is incredible, during the day and during the night. We wake up to hoar frost almost every morning. This morning, we learned that the previous owner had a HUGE garden to the south of the driveway, but the renters let it go to weed. The owner’s father used to add manure every year, and she told us it was wonderful soil that would grow anything. All we really need to do is turn the soil in the spring. This news has put a smile on my face all day.
2. The stars! It’s like I’ve never seen the stars before. There’s so many more stars in the sky than I was aware of. And they’re so clear and bright.
3. The sunrise. It’s so amazing that I’m sad it only happens once a day.
4. The sunset. Ditto my sentiment regarding the sunrise.
5. The animals. We have a great horned owl who hunts our property. We’ve named him Blowfish. We’ve also seen foxes and coyotes. There’s often deer tracks in the snow, but I have yet to catch one in the yard.
5. The drive into the city. I thought I would hate commuting, but it’s only twenty minutes and it’s incredibly scenic. I find it very relaxing actually. And at the end of the day, it lets me unwind and let go of work stress before I get home.
6. The barn. I was in love with this barn as soon as I set foot in it. In fact, I think it’s probably the main reason I wanted to buy this property. The chickens are settled into a stall, and they’re very happy to have a large space all to themselves. I was worried about them getting cold, but even when it’s -20 outside, the barn is warm and cozy. We decided not to take their coop from the city with us. Instead, I put it up for free on kijiji to anyone who wanted to move it (it was heavy!), and about twenty people responded. Who knew coops were so in demand? Today, I left the big front barn door open for them to wander outside (the back door to the corral is broken, and frozen in place, plus the corral is also broken – lots of work to be done in the spring). When I checked on them after lunch, I couldn’t find one and panicked. I thought for sure she had been carted off by a fox or coyote. I checked again a couple of hours later, and there she was. I think she’s found a secret place to lay her eggs. Sneaky little chick.
7. The adventures with Liam, Ziggy and Will. We have trampled almost every inch of our ten acres (except in places where the snow is too deep). It’s so quiet and peaceful. Birds are chirping. Chickens are cooing. This is the life.
I’m almost done with my directing gig – two more days. We found renters for the city house – a young couple with a dog – and they’ll be in there as of March 15th, so that’s a relief. Soon I’ll have some free time to really get my affairs sorted. It’s tough moving and working nearly 50 hours a week with one day off. Survival mode is almost over, for a while anyway. Looking forward to March!