Thursday, December 29, 2011
I just decided I should post here about that wood, but I see that I haven't posted about the Christmas fair I went to the 3rd and 4th of December. I sold over $2300 worth of spoons, but not so much lilac, because I don't have much lilac wood left. If I added up how much was lilac, I forget how much it was.
I have spent the last few days cleaning up the scraps, making little spoons and spreaders out of the scraps I saved from making bigger spoons and spatulas, and a good many of those scraps were lilac. So I made a bunch of lilac spoons, but they are all pretty small, or even tiny.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
I need some more lilac wood, I think, to be able to make enough more things to raise that much money!
Friday, November 11, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Yesterday I went early in the morning to take my car to have a rear wheel bearing replaced but they never got to look at it that day, so I had to stay overnight at my daughter's place, and they got it done sometime in the middle of the day. I went to a store and a gas station and came home, and I find the dozer here. So he is finally ready to begin. But heavy rain is predicted tomorrow and tomorrow night and rain the next day, so we will see how far he can get.
Delays and mechanical problems have been plaguing my effort to get enough spoons made for the Christmas fair I'm going to the first weekend in December, too. One of those delays is that a woman who promised to bring me a piece of lilac she cut down went to the US so I will have to wait til she comes back to get that. As I said last post (or was it the one before?), I am almost out of lilac wood except for small scraps. I wish I had some for this fair coming up.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
One question on my mind is I have given a bunch of spoons on consignment this year to various shops, and some among them are lilac. I have lists of what went where, but how do I know which ones sold? At what point do I deposit that money, if I don't know which ones sold?
I guess I have to make up my mind on a system, but anyhow, I need to make sure not to forget those ones.
I am nearly out of lilac wood too. I have only scraps left, really, though a lot of those will make a little spoon or a butterknife type of spreader.
I'd better get to bed now.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Anyhow, it never got dry enough that I thought it would make it certain I could get across the swamp. Timmy, who was the guy I called about the road before, is working in Fort McMurray, Alberta. But another guy is taking over for him here in the meantime and my son-in-law called him to do a job around the back of the house to change the grade a little and put in a drain to keep water from the driveway from running up against the foundation, so he came yesterday to inquire about the location of the water pipe and any buried wires he will have to avoid. I asked him to look at the road over the swamp to see what it would take to make it so I could get over with my 4 wheeler. He is going to do that. So I still have hopes of being ready to plant lilacs next spring.
I also got an e mail and then a phone call from a man who established a lilac-planting project in memory of his deceased daughter. He recommended I join the International Lilac Society and write something for their magazine about my project and I might get support from many people interested in lilacs. He also told me about a huge lilac nursery called Syringa Plus, if I remember right, and offered to help me with information, &c. So I did send in $25 to join that society. I haven't heard back yet, though.
Anyhow, that is all I have to report just now, but at least I have something to report, which hasn't happened for a while.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Besides, he doesn't want to go ahead until I go in there and make sure he's doing what I want, but after he went over it, he doesn't think I can get over on the 4 wheeler. There is another way around, in which you stay on dry, firm ground, but that means going over the neighbor's place, and she's mad at me. The Dept. of Agriculture came and took away all her animals, and she blames me, as well as the rest of the people on the road, because when she asked they told her that everybody on the road was griping.
I wrote her a letter right after I found out about it, because it was not myself who called them, although I have had more damage from them than anyone else, but evidently she doesn't believe me. Anyhow, I doubt she'll let me go across her property now. So, what will I do?
Another problem is that, since there is a lot more woods there than I thought there would be, there is a thicker pile of chips than I expected. Wayne thinks there may be as much as 2 1/2 feet of them in some places. A few inches would be OK, but such a deep layer is too much. I will have to move them some way, and I suppose the most practical would be to have some sort of tractor push them into a heap at the edge of the clearing. I would like to make them into charcoal, but that will take a while. All this means the whole project will cost more than I was figuring on. My daughter will say, "I told you so." And I will have to wait longer to finish it, because I don't have the money for all that yet.
Monday, May 23, 2011
I really need to get the road improved, but I don't have enough money. I hope it is nearer the shorter time in his estimate for clearing, too. No word about the lilacs that are to come in the mail, yet, and I am hoping the place will be ready for them by the time they come.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Anyhow, the news right now is that I have called to get the man with the machine over to finish clearing trhe area where the labyrinth is going to be. I hope it will be ready before the lilac bushes come that are replacements for the ones that turned out to be dead when I bought them last year. I don't know just when that will be, but it could be almost any time, now.
I hope not everybody has forgotten about this project and this blog.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Timmy and Wayne, when they first walked over to look at the place, mistook where I mean to clear, so the estimate was distinctly lower than it will be to clear the part I really want cleared. The place they had in mind is too wet for lilacs. Where I do want to put it is grown up to a pretty thick growth of young trees, so it will take a day and a half to 2 more days with his machine. Which is to say $1500 to $2200 more. What they already did has used up all the money I had saved for it. I would like to pay for this completely out of money from lilac wood. But I worry the price of oil could rise quite a lot before I get it done, and make it hard to pay for if I wait too long.
I could pay for it with other spoon money and then pay myself back with money from lilac spoons and bowls. That is the solution I am leaning towards, now. I got some more lilac at the fair in Halifax the 4th and 5th of December, and have cut most of it into spoons already. I also have some more, mainly scraps, left over from the previous lilac, and I need to go over all the lilac stuff I sold and make sure it all got credited, but I doubt I'll have enough to pay for the whole thing until I get more lilac wood, and get it made into something salable. So there could be a long delay if I don't use some other resources for the time being. Still, I have been told more than once, "If I had known, I would have given you the lilac bush I cut down." So maybe I should advertise for lilac wood.
Does anybody have any good ideas to tell me?
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Here is my mother's poem, which I told about on the dream forum. I am posting it here so that all the pictures can be shown, which seemed too much for the forum. She went to look at Smith Rocks in Oregon, trying to understand what the little ancient stone people on the tops of the cliffs were thinking, as they look down on us from above. She said it wasn't easy, because they don't speak our language. But after she had rewritten her old poem to express what she wanted to say, she said, "It's like the little ancient people are coming home."
Bees hum with the blossoms,
fine, high power, electric air
filled with Presence
fresh from the Source.
Sensed before seen,
green, gold and red
unknown by intellect.
wonder of the Source,
the eternity of blue beyond
and between and
in my lungs -
is on fire to be spent!
What is a tree dripping with blossoms for ?
Why is a blossom?
and the liquid air it exhales?
Is the bee only buzzy?
Or is it your chorus?
"Joy to this Day
To creation, Peace,
Inter and in dependence is free .....… dom"
You are shouting,
damp, slimy beginnings,
wormy, squirmy struggles
ocean depths and silent inching,
the life that fed life piled deep,
mountain heights distilled
the forever NOW
even the NOWS I'll never see!
What is more NOW than a Song...
and a dance?
“Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, all you lands”
And come before Presence .… with a flower
There’s still more to exhale
Is it that as we exhale we are given?
The poem never ends...
NOW is forever
NOW is the Word
but only when it’s heard...
Poem by Ruth Alura Dodd 1968 & 2010
Art Work by RAD 1968
Location: Four Springs, California
Photos by JKD & NJDL, 9/2010
Location: Smith Rocks, Oregon
Composed and printed by Geobob Press