Sunday, February 28, 2010

Innis & Gunn

Shortly after suiting up yesterday, I had be beat a soggy retreat. The rain won out and I barely made a dent in my work. Oh well. The day was not lost!

I join Mr. Selinger around the Valley, dropped off the copper at a salvage warehouse and made $380. I enjoyed watching the hydrolic arm with its biting end break up the sheets of metal. When Mr. Selinger asked what I was looking at, all I could say was "nom nom nom", and shockingly, he understood.

We then headed back home to get a key off his forman, then back for 45 minute drive to pick up the red bricks for the front of the house. That was an ordeal! It was raining cats and dogs and mice (You see, the mice are the small drops, then the cats follow, then the dogs... It makes sense in my mind...)! We loaded up as much as the '78 Corolla could hold, and headed back home to unload in even heavier rain!

Although the day was wet and dreary, the night was not! I have finally found I beer I can drink without getting sick of the bitter aftertaste. It's Innis & Gunn. Its a Scottish beer that's been aged in an oak barrel that used to hold bourbon. As a result, the beer is heavy, but has almost no bitter aftertaste of the hops, but as I drank it, I thought I might be tasting some of the vanilla for caramel flavours they advertised! Definatly a treat to end the day with!

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Oh, the carnage!

This morning is a sad affair in the household! My new dwarf puffer has killed my large snail overnight, and my beta in his bowl has died as well! My two favorites are gone! May they be remembered always as the two that brightened my day.

Moving on! Today is very muggy out, very grey and overcast. I might not get another chance to get outside to continue with the blackberry massacre, so I'm suiting up to take on those spiky punks! Hopefully I get something done while my man is away.

Mr. Selinger (my man), is off all over the Fraser Valley today, taking copper in to get a cheque, and picking up red bricks to make my front lawn even more unattactive, but more friendly to those who like to drive across it and have thus turned it into a large mudhole. I guess its a compromise?

Friday, February 26, 2010

In the Beginning...

The idea to live self-sufficently was not fueled by global warming or media induced paranoia. I have had the idea for as long as I can remember. I want to promote proper care of animals and organic gardening. To grow my own food would be an accoplishment worthy of a great effort.

My first memories were of living in a small town nestled in mountians. We lived in a log house surrounded by grass and bordered by tall trees. We stood on the porch and watched thunderstorms in the summer, and stood in hail storms in spring. My mother cooked on a wood stove and a duck lived in our greenhouse.

I want to return a land like that. I want to raise my own food and better the land I work.

As it stands, I'm far from my dream. I rent a small house in a large town with my two dogs and man. This post will chronicle the adventures I have and the steps I take to acheive my goals of an organic lifestlye.

I hope you can join along and maybe we can all learn something together!