This is from the road that goes up to our place …

The road to our land.
Earl and Marvin taking a break after a long day of playing chase with each other.
Marvin and Earl smiling together.
This is the cabin that we moved into when we first got there. Your eyes are not playing tricks on you. It actually is leaning over. It’s about to fall down the hill. We are currently in the process of moving all of our stuff out into the smaller cabin, so we don’t die when it falls on top of us while we’re sleeping.
The road that I’m standing in there is now a bunch of garden beds covered in rotting compost and straw and mushroom spores … at night we piss off the opening on the side of the porch there. During the day, I try to piss in the garden beds to give our little mushroom babies more nitrogen, and to balance the pH from all the wood ashes I’ve been putting in there …
Instead of having the fires inside, we have them in a firepit I made in the road … but it’s getting so cold now, that we’re going to be starting to use the woodstove again … sipping tea, sitting inside and reading books … I’ll post a picture of the “library” soon …

Here is Stassj wandering around with the water bucket … probably looking for berry patches. She’s always sneaking off to eat berries or truffles or something or other. Very sneaky.

Stassj with her water bucket, scanning the forest for berries.
This turkey was dinner (actually several dinners, lunches, and snacks) about a week ago — Earl (a.k.a. Mr. Tooters the Blue Tick Boogler — who is notorious for his stank-nasty Balogna Tooters when he’s under the covers with me) barked him up into the top of a tree and Stassj yelled for me to bring a rifle … it’s cold now, and all of the berries are gone, but in a few weeks it will be cold enough during the days for me to shoot a deer and stuff it’s carcass somewhere in the snow near the house. Then it will be meat night every night! The pups are really looking forward to this. Stassj has been feeding them oats and cauliflower to try to appease them, but it’s just not working. They want flesh!
Turkey time!