All of the vacant parcels around the sanctuary have now sold. Paul and I have met two out of our three new neighbors. As I visited with one of them yesterday, I became acutely aware of myself speaking and how absurd it must sound to people when I share our story. People must think we've completely lost our minds. My hope is a year from now, they will begin to see all that dances my head come to fruition, and then it will make sense.
As I type, Freya and Frodo are outside barking at some unseen four-legged intruder. Recently, the coyotes have been coming closer to the upper fenceline. I know when they are close because Freya gives a guttural bear-growl, much different from the warning barks and growls she gives when they aren't so daring. Our Freya-girl takes no Wile E Tomfoolery.
Around the day-to-day matters, there is much discussion about preparing the sanctuary for winter. We aren't ready. The lightest of rains makes everything muddy and washes out our road. We continue to consult with a permaculture specialist as our chief concern pertains to helping the water flow in a way that doesn't cause damage to the road, land structures, or old oaks that live on the property. During last year's rains, we lost three large trees. This year, I am determined that won't be on repeat. I observe the natural ebbs and flows of the land and am trying to learn how to be of best help. Though not a die-hard Game of Thrones fan, I often feel like I should order one of their coffee mugs that says, Winter is Coming, Winter is Coming.
Since the tropical storm, the sanctuary has been blessed with the smallest most adorable frogs. I absolutely love them. I've been making little frog hotels, here and there, to provide them with a safe haven. I don't know if they like them, or not. Yesterday, I built several tiny (size of a plate) ponds in the meditation garden. I hope the frogs will stay.
Frodo has gained four pounds, and we are all thrilled! Paul has been taking him to the vet for check-ups so we can carefully monitor his healing and recovery. Every now and then, his leg gives him trouble but for most of the days, he is limp free, running and jumping like the injury does not exist. Most of the nights, he prefers to sleep outdoors with Freya but sometimes, he will stay inside with us. We allow him to choose. Lenny always chooses indoors, and he would take your only pillow if he could get away with it.
All of the seeds I ordered have arrived. The cooler days make for ideal conditions to work outdoors all day. We have been getting lots done. Yesterday, we laid mulch around the meditation garden, and it changed the whole look of garden. I also planted Rivendell's first ever Christmas tree. We didn't think it would survive the year, but it has and it's now about 3' tall. Is it too early to think about Christmas? Christmas is my most favorite holiday and I am looking forward to decorating Rivendell.
Winter is coming, Jon Snow.
P.S. This week our road is scheduled to be repaired (again!).
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