I love waking up at first light, when the world is still in its own shadow and all the colors have been muted to shades of gray. The air is cool and damp as mist hangs above dewy grass and everything is quiet. I slipped out and opened up the chicken house and barn doors to air out the building and evaluate the scene. I discovered lights and outlets that probably work, and made friends with the spiders. The rake on our property had gone and I had no tools, so as soon as 7:30 came around, I fed Tim waffles fried in butter until he woke up and drove with me to the hardware store for a wheel barrow, shovels, rakes, and an assortment of other gardening goodies. Finally I was ready to start getting serious about raking up all the cut grass that's been mulching our lawn for the last month or so and shoveling out the chicken coop that has been unoccupied aside from a few feathers and bedding for the last three years. Mid cleaning, our fencer came out to give us an estimate on deer-proofing the lower yard for a garden and keeping some furry critters.
When the rest of the family woke up, we headed out for our laid back, island only shopping day. We found the Habitat for Humanity thrift store in Oak Harbor and set about pulling tags off lamps, coffee tables, beds, and paintings and loading them all into our truck as four pairs of hands could carry before strapping everything down and taking our barely-stuffed-still-room-to-spare truck to Home Depot for the final touch of cleaning supplies, lumber, and who knows what else. We grabbed some fro-yo and made it home before dark to have a late dinner with Joe who is spending the night in our newly furnished guest room while paint in his boat dries.
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