The Countdown II
I felt like the rug had been pulled out from under me when the email from the Urban Coop Company email informed me that transit of my 500 pound pallet of 13 puzzle boxes would be 7-8 business days in transit. The Urban Coop Company is only a four hour drive from here, on the southwestern border of the metroplex which holds the Urban Homestead. I coulda. . . I shoulda. . . I woulda. . .
Sigh. . . Dancing with the Duhs isn't my favoritest dance. Done is done. Work with it.
God, I hate waiting. . . Is that the very reason you keep sending me so much practice for those waiting skills? Sigh again. . .
Within the piddling puzzlery of the wait, I did manage to get a before and after picture frame set of the honey barn. I'm still finickating over the prints and framing, but thought I'd record a digi-copy here.
The Dairy Barn, October 2013
The honey barn, April 2019
The Milking Bay, October 2013
The Bee Box Room, April 2019
The Pastuerization Room, Oct 2013
The Extraction Room, Herbal Extraction Niche, April 2019
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You are so not alone with those “Duhs”, my friend. Mine always is through the postal service . Patience isn’t my strongest suit. There are some things, like restoration or my writing or cross-stitch I’m very patient with but deliveries not at all.
Is the hold up a stocking issue? My ‘son’ (not biological but I kind of adopted my eldest daughter’s best friend) work for a custom and standard glass company and I know all about the process times just for orders to go to warehouse, stock get pulled and then scheduled for delivery. Still if it was me, I’d likely drive down and get myself, lol.
That honey barn transformation is amazing Arfie! Do you take outside of state contracts? I think you could help me transform some of my renovations brilliantly. My mom is great at something’s but it’s getting her to finish it completely that is an occasional issue.
Hugs & support my friend. Waiting impatiently with you!
Cool! Looking good arfie.
I do like the original outside color best however. The burnt orange/red was kinda cool
Nope. No outside contracts. Taking money for it is a sure fire way to take the joy out of a perfectly good hobby. I frequently do these projects for love, including the love of making the world a better place, but I charge by the heart throb. Calling me mean names or rat sassing is guaranteed to cost you a labor walk out. I studied under Norma Rae. No favoritism for the clients who call me, "Mom" Don't make me get my Irish out. . .
This is the busy season for both the agriculture/garden supply and transport industries. Even Walmart might have to make us wait in line for the 13 box puzzle pallets. Good thing I kept my human doing curbed well enough to resist ordering the feather babies, huh?
Is it here yet?
Lol, I understand my friend. I feel the same way about my restoration pieces and working on my home improvement. It has to be a labor of the soul paid by love.
Good luck with the waiting. I forgot how busy spring is on farms (or in my case ranches). As soon as the thaw hits everyone is rushing to get a head start.
Hugs & love, Arfie.
Urban agriculture runs on the same calendar as farms and ranches. Fancy that. . .
I see far more future for urban agriculture than traditional agriculture. We are running out of wide, open spaces.
Well I love it. I also liked the per-refurbished as a kid would like a fort. I hope the 13 piece puzzle arrives ahead of the new estimated weight. Then a chicken pickin you can go.
Come love my roof lol!
I can't wait to see your new brood.
The newest farm handy built a man cave in the Tinker's Den. The wafting of testosterone territory markings has triggered an intensive flashback series to the many, many forts Big Bro and I built in that hell string of abandoned farm properties we were raised in. Processing. . . I am using the yaddah blahs that I have been calling, "Mining for gems buried in the trauma mindslides." The Janes, Johns and bullies are all there but. . . Breathing. . . Processing. . . Methinks those childish fortifications might have some real gems buried in that pervy muck and mire.
This is the chick pack I am thinking on ordering. My clicking finger is getting itchy, but. . . Coop first.
https://www.cacklehatchery.com/hatchery-surprise.html
Is it here yet?
Ho ho an I don't know package lol.
Will they be reds? Whites or dark like the Sumatra with long trailing tail feathers. As chicks they look like cute but grow into their own? I will be fun to see as they grow.
This particular surprise package mixes species, as well. Could be a turkey. Maybe a duck. Is that a pheasant?
The avian world is yet another reminder that we homo sapiens are flattering ourselves when we claim diversity.
Put a duck inside a turkey...terducken
Damn, I'm hungry again