A bagpiper and Gaelic singer reclaim a Maine farmstead while digging our own Celtic roots. Tune in for wild farm-woman whimsies and bardic musings on heirloom gardening, heritage-breed livestock, green spirituality, and more!
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Escape from Tir na BOG!
It's been almost forty days and forty nights. Just when I was ready to sign up for ark-building classes, a miracle occurred: we awoke this morning to rainbows on our walls, courtesy of the prism in the window. The sun has finally returned!!!
I greeted this sign of providence with a shriek of glee, hopped out of bed and began scooping up laundry, trundled an armful down the stairs, and revved that washer right up. There was sun, and where there's sun, laundry--and everything else--can DRY!
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We've got the basement windows open, letting things air, looks like we can do some more tomorrow!
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