Mist and Frost

Things have been cooling down here lately.  We have had some lovely misty mornings.  I really like the misty days for some reason.  Maybe it is the sense of privacy you get when you can’t see the nieghbours house no matter how hard you try, or perhaps it is the mystery of wondering what is hiding out there that can’t be seen.  Or perhaps it is just that it is still a novelty for us to see the world regularly disappear in fog.

On the misty mornings we see millions of cobwebs that we normally do not notice, but the water droplets hang from them and make them stand out, particularly when the sun finally manages to break it’s way through as the day clears.

I should also introduce the turkeys.  The brownish one is Beauty, the larger male while is Turkettic and the female white is Turkepi.  They were named by Josiah who has claimed responsibility for them.  At least he is not the sentimental type so I don’t think he will be overly concerned when they end up in the oven.

They have settled in well so far, although it seems that they are naturally fairly flighty.

We had a couple of very cold mornings last week, around minus 5 C with lots of frost.

It was most interesting going out to feed the animals and having to remove the ice from their water bowls.

These young pea plants seemed unaffected by the frost.

As did the cabbage seedlings.  Everything that is cold intolerant has certainly been finished off now!

It was funny to see the pig area all white, compared with the fresh dirt that they had been working on that morning.

Work wise we have completed 3 sides of the paddock fence now and only have the northern boundary to do.  However we have decided that the nearby trees must be cut down before the fence goes up or they will only cause problems in the future.  Unfortunately when we checked that means there are 20 trees to fell and remove.  We started on Friday since it was nice and wind free and got 3 of them down and cleared up enough to fell more.  Just 17 more to go.  🙂  However the chainsaw started playing up a bit which is a nuisance, so Kim is currently outside looking at that.  I have recently been rooting out some bushy plants near the house to make room for the hothouse Kim is planning, and Lydia and I have been making yet another chook dome which still needs wire and a roost before it is complete.  Today is cool and drizzly so I am more inclined to sit inside and write emails than go out and get muddy.  In fact cleaning the house is almost sounding like an attractive idea.

Last week we had a visit from a young guy from Indonesia called Ade (pronounced Ar-day).  He is staying the Loones (such an unfortunate surname in this instance) for 6 weeks practicing his English before he is moving to Perth to go to Edith Cowan Uni there.  He showed us photos and video clips of Indonesia which were very interesting, was dragged on a tour around the block, had a jam session on guitars with Caleb and just generally talked a lot.  It was fun.  He has been going to our bible study as well, and has had some interesting input there from his experiences in a mainly Hindu and Muslim country.  I’ll quite miss him when he is gone.

Kim survived his experience of preaching at Deloraine Uniting.  He was pleased with the responses of people after the service as it appeared that they had even listened.  🙂  It can’t have been too bad anyway, as they have asked him if he will come back again in August, but he hasn’t agreed as yet.   It was a rather pressured day for him when he preached as we had to whiz back home soon after, swallow lunch and then head out to our own church where he was playing the organ.  He is still not confident of his organ playing, and not having an instrument to practice on at home does not help – but we have nowhere to put an organ even if we had one so not much can be done about that for the time being.

Currently our church is looking into finding a way to heat the hall, as our growing numbers mean we can no longer fit into the back room where the fire is.  I can assure you that it gets pretty chilly out in the hall on these cold days so we definitely need some heat!  They no sooner decided to buy a wooden fireplace that the local post office was selling, than it was sold to someone else, so it is back to the drawing board.  Last Sunday we were accepted into membership there.  Despite some misgivings about joining a Presbyterian church, because we are strongly into believers baptism rather than sprinkling infants, we are also firmly committed to our local church (the only one there is for miles) and believe that membership is the right thing to do.  They know of our baptist beliefs and did not object.  The Presy’s seem a bit more structured and formal than I am used to but I guess I’ll get used to it.

I decided I needed to improve my mind lately so I have been reading a few old classics.  The shorter days have been conducive to reading in the evening.  However I’m not really sure just what makes a book a classic.  My original private definition was that to be a classic a book had to be old and miserable – I came up with that definition in high school when I had to read Wuthering Heights.  However I just finished Jane Eyre and Pride and Prejudice and they were not actually miserable, they ended quite happily.  In fact I thought those two were just romance novels really.  Anyway, are there any other recommendations of other classics to read?  I have read Moby Dick too, and I’m reading Wind in the WIllows to Josiah.

Anyway, I did promise Lydia that I would move the chooks so it seems I must go out into the rain afterall.

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