Phil and I had done some of the reading and exercises from the book with friends last year, pursuing thoughts on community together. It's so different now, reading it with a group with which we are already living so closely. The examples feel so much more tangible and logical, whereas before they seemed far more abstract.
It's exciting, living close to one another, with so much to learn and grow. So with that book out on our table, I've been thinking a lot about community lately.
This is the last book Phil and I read aloud to each other. It's so inspirational, and now we want to structure our lives to become closer to being "locavores," which is eating a diet of all local, all seasonal food. That's going to take a lot of planning and organization, but it really reinforces a lot of what we believe in.
So that's been on my mind a lot lately.
Phil's been doing a lot of landscaping for work, so he's fully immersed in planting and growing things. It is very labor-intensive, but he is enjoying how rewarding it is, and all that he's learning about plants and design.
The family I work for found another nanny, so I'm back to part-time there, and part-time work-trade at Turtle Dreams. Yesterday I helped out with laying rocks to birm up and reinforce the keyhole beds being laid in the garden, as part of the Permaculture design being worked out there. It was good to be active, getting my hands on dirt and rocks, under the sun, amidst friends and music.
Plans are coming together for our loft bed. While in Lancaster Phil and George made a huge, beefy garden cart with mountain bike wheels. This will help us move materials up to and around the yurt hill. I wove together a seat and back to a rocking chair, and it's a great addition to our place. (I'm sad to say, I have no pictures yet.)
Now in warm sunshine weather, the yurt is getting rather hot inside, even with all three windows open. Phil has been climbing on furniture to open the top dome-light to let the heat escape upward. We're thinking of investing in a system to make it open with a crank.
Food spoilage is a constant battle. We've been putting a lot of things to cool in the spring, but it's an annoying trek to take too frequently. This makes a pit-cellar move up the ranks in the urgent/important matrix.
I wish I had pictures to share. Not of spoiling food, but of the other things. Soon enough, I suppose.