Yesterday when I got home from the office my husband announced that our elusive neighbors at the end of the lane (I have met the wife ONE time when she stopped by to admire Rafer Johnson) came by to ask if we wanted to buy some of their hay.
What?!
Apparently they have more land than I knew about and have 750 bales of orchard mix sitting in the field ready to be cut. The cost of this hay is HALF what we have been paying.
The cost of gas to go pick this hay up is... next to nothing, as it is in hollering distance if you have a big mouth.
As you can imagine, I am totally amazed. What a gift.
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THERE'S MORE:
I've been considering the possibility of opening a psychotherapy office in the small town just minutes away from our house, and have looked at a few spaces, but mostly just keep my eyes open.
This week I noted an older building was being renovated and there was a number to call for info. I jotted it down but didn't think to call until today. Turns out the two suites available are huge and much more than what I need. Just as we were saying goodbye, the owner stopped me and asked if he could pass my name and number to "a writer guy who is interested in forming a writer's co-op using one of the suites... maybe he'd be willing to let you have your office in there."
Turns out, the writer guy is someone I took a class with awhile back, is a former editor for a publishing house I very much admire, and I have in the past had aspirations to create just such a writer's co-op. I am totally jazzed about the possibilities of this, now.
After hanging up I continued on my way to my naturopath's office. I haven't written about this, but during the knee injection debacle with Salina, I sustained a pretty nasty deep tissue injury to the site of a previous surgery. I wanted the ND's opinion on mammography now or later, but mostly was interested in an alternative. While sitting in her waiting room, I picked up a brochure and on the back was information about thermography. She ended up giving me a referral to someone she has worked with using this technology, as well as a couple of remedies for the tissue injury.
Sometimes things just flow like a line of dominoes.
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Wow, lucky you. It might be time to build a hay shed just so you can store all the hay you need for a year! This is a pretty amazing turn of events.
ReplyDeleteBillie, I thought of your earlier post when I read this today:
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Positive and negative impulses exist within us all. Those of us who shine brightest are not those who have no darker side, but those who are fully aware of their negativity, who keep their darkness in check by increasing their light.
Things like that only happen in fairy tales! How stinkin' cool!
ReplyDeleteCongratulations - that's fabulous! So, there's an award waiting for you over at my blog. Please stop by and pick it up!
ReplyDeleteArlene, I'm really thankful for the hay and while I'm not sure we can do the building right now, it definitely nudges me back onto my plan to set up one of those industrial strength storage tents and get things ready for fall/winter.
ReplyDeleteMamie, thank you for sharing that quote with me. It is totally synchronous with the novel editing I'm doing right now, where the darkness and light of the characters is so potent in the story and in my mind.
ReplyDeleteLinda, it's a fairy tale kinda day over here. :)
ReplyDeleteI am awaiting the next installment in YOUR fairy tale story.
Victoria, thanks for the award - I may take a day or two to post but I will, I promise!
ReplyDeleteI am an elusive neighbor, too. Like your neighbor, I would probably put that aside for a while to meet with Rafer Johnson. :-) He has got to be one of the cutest creatures I have ever seen.
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Thanks, L - he is definitely a show-stopper!
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