I will be in the office for today only this week. The good
news about that is that Mama gets to make the trip with me this week. We will
be heading to Port Huron, MI tomorrow morning. I have two classes to teach to a
company there. The classes will be on Wednesday and Thursday respectively. Each
class is about seven hours long, which gives me and Mama the evenings off to
look around the town. Canada is just across a bridge from Port Huron so Mama
and I may drive over the border to look there also. She has not decided yet. I
am going to check this morning to see if the rental car policy we use will
allow Mama to drive the car while I am in class. If not, she will have to
explore on her own – on foot. She is excited about the trip although she is
apprehensive about leaving her herds and flocks in the care of anyone else.
Nate, Cori and the kids will be at the farm during our absence to help with the
feeding, but Mama strongly prefers to do those chores herself. The entire
routine happens a lot faster without the pigs in the mix. And hopefully soon,
we will sell the boy goats, which will alleviate all the animals in that area –
speeding up the feeding process even further.
I spent Saturday getting a couple repairs done. One of
which was removing more of the insulation in the ceiling of the coop. A large
rat had filled one area to the point that the piece was starting to collapse
under the weight of the stored food piled on it. While I was pulling down one piece,
I saw our rodent homesteader. Mama was freaking out so I sent her to the house
to get my pistol. It was over ten minutes later that she returned with the
firearm. The rat was long gone. I guess it was not as urgent a problem as I had
imagined. When I asked what took her so long she told me that she was thirsty
so she stopped to get a drink and when she headed out of the house she realized
she had forgotten her egg basket and as soon as she got her egg basket she realized
she needed to use the bathroom. But she hurried through all those distractions
so she could get my pistol to me quickly. Oh, well. We will have to apply other
means to trap and eliminate the pest. It
is almost a shame the rats cannot be eaten. They are quite large.
My training last week in Las Cruces went well enough. There
were some technical issues and the hosting company kept calling their employees
out of the class throughout the day, but overall it went smoothly. The area is
brushy and mountainous; very sparse in vegetation. I tend to like mountains in
all forms and the desert mountains were beautiful to me. There were storm
clouds resting on top of the mountains both mornings I was there, adding to the
beauty. I am sure it gets boring to those who live in the area, but for a short
visit I found the vista worth taking time to enjoy.
On the advice of the man who operates our little dump in
Chico, I shopped around for some of the peppers that the area is famous for. I
took some shopping to find them but I eventually did. I bought a couple pounds
of the hot peppers and a little over a pound of the very hot peppers (Arizona
88) to bring home and share with Harrold. He was thrilled. We have not used any
yet but I was given a couple recipes by the locals and Mama and Victoria are
ready to try them out. Just the three pounds of the dried peppers filled the suitcase
I used to get all the books and related class items to the training session.
We will have peppers for some time to come.
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