THE LIBERTARIAN ENTERPRISE Number 792, October 12, 2014 Rabid Crapweasel!
T Minus Two Months (Or Less): The Countdown to Norseman's Hell Begins
Attribute to L. Neil Smith's The Libertarian Enterprise Friday October Third 2014.
So said the weatherman yesterday and the AccuWeather display on my phone.
The Last Perfect Day in Greater Appalachia.
Norseman's Hell is coming: according to the weatherman and Ray in Wisconsin who expressed his dismay as the cold settles into his region and the possibility of snow! O-Bummer—what a bummer! Maybe not so bad here but still a significant shift is forthcoming and reason to get serious about final preparations. I am running a little behind where I would like to be at this time of year but still not too bad considering that the property taxes are paid, the propane tank for the greenhouse is filled, have all my firewood delivered plus what the loggers left in the way of a few big logs and tops waiting to be cut up and I've even started to bring gravel in to redo the driveways and turnaround! Slowly but surely it has all come together again. And I have yet to hear from Big Brother. Or whoever flew helicopters over my place or drove into my field to cause me annoyance and anxiety a few weeks ago. Maybe they are satisfied with the straw we put down on the bank above the turnaround and the grass seed that is now beginning to germinate with the onset of cooler weather. Can only hope. The rains took their time coming Friday evening. That gave more time to get stuff done that day. Made some progress on stacking wood by putting down a bottom course of split logs to give the pile stability and started laying the wood—sorted by species—to place the lighter woods like poplar and maple toward the front so it will be used first and the heavier stuff—oak and cherry to the middle so I will get to it during the coldest weather when the BTUs are needed. I didn't get anywhere near finished but it is a decent start before the rains finally set in. Flash forward into Saturday.
Was hoping to write a more comprehensive article but fatigue and time constraints don't allow. I fell asleep trying to finish it Saturday evening and will be lucky to get it done in time for inclusion in this Sunday's edition. But maybe for the better as it will make for a shorter, easier read that conveys my gratitude for the amenities of civilization as pinging of the copper plumbing heralds the startup of the oil furnace that is keeping the cold night outside at bay. Always something to be thankful for!
End Note: Early Sunday morning as sunrise approaches. Generally the coldest part of the day and we barely make 40. The official AccuWeather reading for town is 39 degrees F. So much for short term predictions let alone climate modeling!
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