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I actually got some things done this weekend. I surprised myself. I got the blades back on the big mowing deck and mowed most of the barnyard so we can have a party next weekend with a bonfire and hay ride. I got 7 more pints of pickled green beans made. I rendered down 4 pounds of sweet potatoes. Mmmmm Sweet Potatoe bread is forthcoming. Yestaerday I changed the starter on my truck...again. Well to be fair the previous weekend I only changed the solenoid but of course that didn't solve the problem. So I had to do it all again. It's not a fun job either. Scraped up my knuckles pretty well. I also changed all my spark plug wires. And guess what? My truck runs great now. Actually starts when you key the ignition. Think of that. Still a high pitched squaking going on which I suspect to be the throw out bearing. I don't even want to think about that. First off I don't want to pull the transmission again. Second, I don't want to pay the labor involved in someone else doing it. I'll let it be for now and see if it gets worse. It's nice having it running the way it's supposed to.

Last night I went out and performed the annual ritual of the Warning of the Deer! Every year I got out and make a sage offering to the Deer Spirits and warn them that very soon, hunters will be in the woods. If it is not their fate to die at the hands of said hunters, they should avoid all proximty with any men with long sticks in their hands or said men sitting on platforms in trees or said men walking around in dress that would appear to blend in with the trees. If it is their fate to die by these means then so be it. But at least I've warned them. And I think they appreciate it. I got a sign this past Spring that my message was heard and appreciated. They paid me back in their own way.

It was a little breezy when i went ot do the ritual so I lit the sage inside the truck. I had to take the far mt ruck up to the repair shop later on to drop it off and didn't realized until then the entire cab reeked of something that will, (I'm Sure) smell exactly like pot to the mechanic who opens the truck today. Oh well, it's hard to get the smell of sage to go away. I'll just have to live with being known as a pot head I guess.

Drove back in to the city from the farm this morning enjoying the rain. Jake the Wonder Dog felt the need to lick me in the ear every five minutes or so. But then he's like that a lot.



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Oct. 18th, 2004 05:57 pm (UTC)
It's definitely fall. I saw vultures hovering over the first Road Deer of the Year this morning. I'm so glad I don't have to drive after dark anymore.
Oct. 19th, 2004 07:58 am (UTC)
Yeah, sometime I'm going t ocome back to the east coast where there are actually 4 seasons. We really don't get much of an autumn here. In the last 3 weeks, we've gone to sleeping on top of the covers with the bedroom window open to window closed tightly, a comforter and a balnket on the bed and huddled close for warmth. It's been raining for the last three days which will reduce the colorful leaves on the trees. By Halloween we will be knee deep in leaves and by Thanksgiving I'm sure we will have snow.

Oct. 19th, 2004 06:13 am (UTC)
I'm just curious - but why sage?
Oct. 19th, 2004 08:02 am (UTC)
Tradition. Best thing I've found for purifying my immediate environment and cleansing myself as well as the smoke tending to be a good medium for carrying prayers and intentions to the spirits. Plus the Spirits recognize it as an offering to them.

But you could use a number of things. Copal, sweetgrass, cedar, tobacco even.

Oct. 22nd, 2004 05:52 pm (UTC)
You're a kind man, you know that? It's nice the deer have someone looking out for them.
Oct. 23rd, 2004 12:12 am (UTC)
I figure it's my duty as a steward of the land for the time being. I allow people to hunt my land but I like to always warn the deet first.

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