Wednesday, August 18, 2010

At Random

I spent most of yesterday in the rental house, moving boxes of books and assorted stuff belonging to older son and wife from one cubby hole to another to free up space so potential tenants will have a bit of storage space upstairs.  I also tossed out quite a lot of useless stuff that should never have been stored in the first place. . . .
I mean, what's with all these flimsy wire coat hangers shoved into one of the cubby holes? And then I remembered the tenant who left a whole pile of trash in the basement -- and that there were lots of coat hangers in that pile.

That guy was an executive type who took his shirts to be laundered and ironed professionally and they were tenants for several years. Five shirts a week and the coat hangers begin to pile up . . .  260 in a year . . . plus everyone knows that, left to their own devices in an undisturbed space, wire coat hangers will breed....
No, I'm not including pictures of the coat hangers.  Too depressing. But here's a quick shot of the turkey moms and their almost full-grown poults, as well as (in a graceful segue) some of our Brown Turkey variety figs -- which have been delicious.
After an exhausting day  stooping and scrabbbling in the cubby holes, while John was occupied in a similar weeding out of junk in the basement of the rent house, there was a beautiful soaking, much-needed inch and a half of rain. 

Sweaty and filthy, but feeling quite virtuous, we sat on the porch with gin and tonics to enjoy the sound and the coolness of the downpour. 

Then Justin and Claui came up for supper (I'd made chicken salad in the morning) and we had champagne (okay, sparkling wine -- it was Spanish not French) with dinner to celebrate the rain.

Perhaps it's understandable if this post is somewhat . . . random.
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18 comments:

Martin H. said...

Gin and tonic to the sound of rain, friends for dinner, with champagne (sparkling wine). The perfect antidote to those close encounters of the coat hanger variety.

Reader Wil said...

You must have felt a certain satisfaction after clearing out the rental house. Once a year I do the same. The boys and girls of scouting come to fetch all kind of stuff.
Your turkeys have grown and multiplied by the look of it. In Australia there are too many preditors and lots of wild turkeys are taken by snakes or goannas.

Pat in east TN said...

.... and folks ask if those of us living in the country are ever bored! Always something to do except I've never had to deal with breeding coat hangers!

Almost 2" of rain Monday evening and another 1/2" yesterday over here ... glorious!!!

Bouncin' Barb said...

At random always makes for good reading in my world. That's why I started the blog called This and That. To write about whatever comes to mind. Loved the part with drinking on the porch. Sounds just like what Bruce and I do in rain showers. Thank you!!!

Elora said...

Sounds like a perfect day to me! As for "stuff" and getting rid of it, my friend Debbi and I decided to take a table at the flea market over Labor Day and our table will be a FREE market. We're giving it away. Whatever you want, take it! We're going to be excited to have empty spaces!! Yea!

Elora

Brian Miller said...

but is sounds like a rather nice day...minus the coat hangers and all...lov listening to the rain...

Louise said...

Breeding coat hangers, and disappearing socks; two mysteries that every home experiences. Sounds like a good day, though, with plenty of good work, and a lovely restful time at the end of it.

Suz said...

feeling virtuous
good enough reason to tackle the stuff
good for you
until the next tenant moves out

willow said...

G&Ts always taste better on the porch in the rain.

Tipper said...

Nothing like the feeling of getting a job you dreaded done and over with-you deserved a little celebration for that ; )

Tammy said...

Sure sounds like a day of it! I can really relate to the clearing out of accumulated 'stuff'--only I have no one to blame but myself. I'm just appalled sometimes by what I've stuffed here and there, wondering why I ever even thought to save it?? We've got the Goodwill Huts here in town where I work now, so it makes it much handier to move stuff out that is still too good to throw away, but not needed anymore. Sounds like a nice way to end a hard days work.
Tammy

Star said...

The figs look good. Are they ripe yet? How do you know when they are ripe?
Dear little turkey poults!
Blessings, Star

dleisert said...

FIGS!!! I am officially jealous now. My tree just won't bear fruit.

FOLKWAYS NOTEBOOK said...

The end of a day of hard work is always special when one can relax in a comfortable chair and feel satisfied with the day's accomplishments. You capped off your day very well indeed! -- barbara

Vicki Lane said...

I spent the day in the basement helping John sort out the truly useless from the not so bad and probably worth saving. Remnants from more than one tenant as well as some of our inherited family furniture. But the job is almost done and we feel really good about it!! No champagne tonight though. Or even sparkling wine. Just a righteous glow..

Some stuff is set aside for a local charity and for our library's book sale. A few long-forgotten treasures will come up to our house.

But not the andirons. For some reason there are 3 pair of nice brass andirons in the basement. And not a fireplace on the mountain that will accommodate them.

Wonderful rain, Pat! I'm hoping we've turned the corner towards Fall.

Star, the figs are ripe when their stems bend with their weight and they feel soft to the touch. We had a grand total of twenty four -- but considering that most of the tree died from the cold (even in the greenhouse) last winter, I'm pretty pleased with it.

Pamela said...

I dream of a day like this, my life in the city is quite a mess right now. I only wish my new home is ready soon, but it seems the final part of building always takes longer than you expect. Haven't been posting lately, tendinitis can be a pain not only on the arm

Vicki Lane said...

Oh, I know what you mean, Pamela! A house can go up so quickly but all the fiddly bits of finishing the interior take forever. And everything depends on something else getting done first -- frustrating!

So sorry to hear about the tendinitis. I'll wait patiently for more news from Chile and/or Patagonia!

joanny said...

Well you did it though, I have been putting off doing some of these very necessary chores, of weeding and thinning out and removing clutter.
Your turkeys look healthy and the figs delicious.

Like Martins suggestion, or at least a good hot soak, a lovely supper, a movie to sit and relax with your hubby and hold hands and do nothing,
but relax.
Cheers,
Joanny