Tuesday, April 27, 2021

All Together....

...after a great long pause.

Carrying on just as Fritz willed us to. 


Doing all the things that make us....us.









His presence was everywhere. 

Especially in the Smiles!




Always Celebrate Life.





Wednesday, March 3, 2021

The Blue Ridge Tunnel Trail


 It's rather sad that rail travel no longer is as viable as it once was. At least the former lines and passages have been put to good re-use by providing us outdoors types many new trails to explore. 
The tunnel it self is over 4000 feet long with so many interesting details to see if one takes the time to look and appreciate. (and have a lantern [I did not] and ask a lot of questions [I certainly did])



{the ceiling}

{there where many grooves like this throughout. I was told they were the drilled holes for dynamite when blasting out the tunnel}


{just a few leaks}

                 Thank goodness there's always light at the end of 
         the tunnel. 


{remnants of it's former life}



Quite a lovely walk and most enjoyable day. 

Perhaps the best was meeting and chatting with the folks in the Southern Shenandoah Valley Chapter of the Potomac Appalachian Trail Club. It was a very small group because of Cov....well you know why...
I look forward to more.







Saturday, January 9, 2021

The Wool Loft

The upper level of my Garden house has been dubbed the Wool Loft.






Such a great space to house all my fleece and equipment,



 and stash and leftovers.




But most importantly, such a special place for me to enjoy a little sit and spin time.



I love it.









Friday, November 13, 2020

Taking Stock

                                                                                      
    In the past year and a half I have learned to download and understand a wiring diagram, make an airline reservation, what a fuel solenoid fuse is, maintain the pool, switch implements on the tractor, use the smoker to make some amazing meats, fix all kinds of stuff , listen to my body when it needs rest, listen to my heart when it just needs, revamp the playhouse, wallpaper the 'cocktail room',  actually use those implements that I have figured out how to attach, make friends, hire contractors and speak  knowledgably to them, walk into a room alone, unload crates off a tractor trailer with the pallet forks, fish snakes out of the pool, do it all myself, ask for help, fire up a chain saw, get a building permit, draw a sketch of a building Fritz and I had planned long ago to add to our farm.....and have a builder interpret it so beautifully into this:  


                                                                                

                                                                       My combo greenhouse/potting 
                                             shed/rebarn/woolhouse/overflowhouseguestspace/excaperoom 
                                                                            she shed ladies lair. 
                                                                           Or, as I like to call it,

 The Garden House

Still a work in progress {both the building and me}, but progress it is. 

My family and friends have been constant lifelines and encouragers.

To all I say Thank-you.


the sheep however, are unimpressed








Thursday, August 6, 2020

The Changing Landscape

In my mind and on our land.
Learning to spread my wings,
and keep living our dream.




The above scene is about to morph with a long planned project. 
I am quite excited. 

Monday, July 13, 2020

A Rocky Trail

....is not always a bad thing.
     Especially when one has the opportunity to do a bit of exploring with a couple of grands.




              We found a stroller friendly path lined with fun places to explore for the big guy 
                     


and even the little one,



                              
                                                with interesting sights to see along the way. 




Perfect for each of us.


      Life is lonely...I can't escape that even surrounded by so much love. Each new memory brings joy and I keep going always giving thanks to the legacy and history Fritz empowered us with.
    Of course New life helps a lot too. 
Meet Annie Kate, our #10,