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Sunday signage

September 2013 007a

Life is one big road with lots of signs.  So when you riding through the ruts, don’t complicate your mind.  Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy.  Don’t bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality.  Wake Up and Live!

~ Bob Marley

Another barrel
Another barrel living in the jungle

Today’s Sunday signage might seem a little on the lame side.  No humor or irony to be seen at first.  What you have to consider is where we found the sign.

A chest freezer we're afraid to open.  Who knows what lurks inside?
A chest freezer we’re afraid to open. Who knows what lurks inside?

Our man Jamie is coming to haul away junk and garbage on Tuesday so we’re making sure we have everything as ready as can be for now.  I’m sure we’ll have to have him come back sometime in the future as we have discovered more piles of rubbish, and there is no time to move it into the big pile we’ve amassed for Jamie’s benefit and ease of pick up.

Today M hacked a way through the jungle around The Pavilion so we could have a look inside the trailer that’s parked back there.  Neither of us has stepped foot inside of the place yet, but the door is open and we have had a look.

A look at the other end.
A look at the back of the trailer.

The house here at the Wabi-Sabi Ranch was built by Mr. B, and it’s listed as being built in 1991.  However, we have reason to believe that Mr. and Mrs. B may have lived on the property while they were building the house.  Perhaps they started building the house in 1988, and lived in this trailer temporarily.  The dates make sense.

Open door
Open door

Or we’re making up stories to give the trailer some history.  No matter.  Life is all stories, isn’t it?  We have been inventing and imagining all kinds of stories to explain the discoveries we’ve made in the house and on the property since moving here.

Have look inside.  But watch your step.  (See the sign?)
Have a look inside, but don’t step in just yet.  We’re not sure how safe (or unsafe) it may be.

Isn’t it funny how we try to find explanations for things?  And in looking for those explanations, we make up stories.

No longer Paradise.
No longer Paradise.

Aside from making up stories, all the discoveries we’ve made lead me to other thoughts.  The more discards from the previous owners we find around here, the more I want to downsize my life.  There is something about it all that screams of excess to me, and it makes me wonder how much waste I will be leaving behind.

A box of rusty nails.
A box of rusty nails.

The rusty nails are situated just inside the door of the trailer.  I am guessing they are nails not used in the building of the house.  Instead of donating them to someone who could use them, they were discarded and left to rust.  The box has broken down to shreds while the nails oxidized.

One more look inside the trailer.
One more look inside the trailer.

I wonder about the trailer itself.  Couldn’t someone have done something with it other than let it rot behind the pavilion?

Ah well.  Enough of that for now.

A solar sign
A solar sign

In other news…

I’ve been cooking a lot today.  Although we don’t have much of a garden just yet, M and I decided we would like a few tomatoes and peppers so we popped a few plants in the garden area and hoped for the best.  Who knew the best would be a bumper crop of tomatoes?  As I type there are tomatoes and garlic roasting in the oven for a roasted tomato soup.  Earlier I made a big batch of kitchari so I could use up some peppers as well as a cabbage I bought at a local farm market.

Morning Glory on the garden fence.
Morning Glory on the garden fence.

When the tomatoes finish, I’ll be roasting cauliflower and broccoli to use for dinner in a pasta with roasted vegetables dish.  That will leave an eggplant and a huge bag of kale for me to contend with tomorrow.  The harvest has been good here on the Eastern Shore, and I don’t want to waste any of what we bought or grew on our own.

Resting with the fallen oak leaves.
Resting with the fallen oak leaves.

If you read my last post, you’re probably wondering about the small adventure I mentioned.  I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow.  It involves more work here at the Wabi-Sabi Ranch, as well as a bike ride or two.

Little one
Little one

Thank you for stopping by today.  I hope you had a delightful weekend. The sunsets here have been lovely lately.  Feel free to join us on the dock this evening or, if you prefer a higher seat, on the platform.

Colors near sunset
Colors near sunset

Be good, be kind, be loving.  Just Be.  🙂

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19 thoughts on “Sunday signage

  1. A bigger adventure than you thought you’d signed-on for, eh? As I walk my property and find things (nothing like what you’ve got, but bits and bobs) I wish I was one of those artists who can turn old pipes and empty tuna cans into sculpture – or at least make some mosaics from the broken dishes 😉
    Keep going – it’ll all be worth it in the end!

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    1. I’ve had the same thought, Marie! Oh, to be artistic enough to turn some of this stuff into works of art! Or to know someone who could! I hate to see some of this stuff end up in the trash pile, but I can’t turn it from trash to art so that’s likely where it will go.

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  2. Thanks for the invitation to join you on the dock later. Any chance of dinner, as well? LOL

    I love the sign and love how you’ve created a story around it. It’s delightful to think about all things in the world around us having stories attached to them, if only we stop to notice and then imagine.

    Hugs from Ecuador,
    Kathy

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    1. With all the cooking I’ve been doing, there’s plenty to go around so have a seat and stay for dinner, Kathy. 🙂 I don’t know if you saw my comment to Marie (gardenfreshtomatoes), but you are one of those artistic people I think of as I walk around here, wishing someone could turn some of our findings into works of art. I can imagine what you’d do with some of the benches and tables scattered around the property.

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  3. It’s all turning into a big treasure hunt, I wonder what you’ll find next.
    Why not draw yourself a map on a tea-stained piece of paper and mark down where you’ve found the treasure so far?

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    1. I feel rather bad for the old owners too, Elisa. Their health is poor, and I can’t imagine what they did with all their stuff when they moved. I hope they are doing well.

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  4. I like to think of the stories that could of been Robin. I agree with the sadness in seeing things left to rot when someone may have been able to use them. But I love that you see something and there could be a story to it, or many stories.

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  5. I like to think about the lives of people that lived in old abandoned places too. Still, you’ve MET the people that lived where you are. So maybe not as easy… Roasted tomato soup sounds WONDERFUL! I had a bumper crop of tomatoes too…don’t know if I have enough left now to make that but would love to try. If you have time send me the recipe? dawnkinster@gmail.com. Thanks!

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    1. You’re welcome, Dawn. 🙂 It’s true, I did meet Mr. and Mrs. B. I think that’s why I don’t get angry over the mess we’re cleaning up. They are not nameless, faceless people to me. I’m human, though, and do get frustrated from time to time, and wonder such things as “What were they thinking???” That’s especially true when I look under the deck and see all the household trash that was discarded there. That’s a big job we’ve been putting off.

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  6. What an undertaking! Amazing how much one can collect, but to just let it set and rust is beyond my understanding. Inertia, maybe? Tomato soup sounds soooo yummy. I dumped all my tomatoes into a huge marinara last weekend . It was very zen, taking out the seeds etc. Love harvest time. Hope all is going well at wabi sabi ranch..Bo

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    1. Cooking is such a zen project, Bo, especially when it comes to dealing with the harvest. 🙂
      Leaving things to rust is somewhat beyond my understanding, too. Especially all the building materials. The only thing I can come up with is that this place is so far from everything that perhaps there was no place to take it. I keep thinking that Habitat for Humanity could have used a lot of the building materials.

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  7. Hi there! I’m playing catch-up again! I was away last weekend and haven’t found much time at the computer this week. I am continuously amazed at the the things you find on this property! I agree there must have been better ways to dispose of much of what you’ve found. You get me thinking about the basement of my own home. I’m storing two family’s lifetimes of stuff down there since we bought my husband’s parents’ home. I dread the day we have to clean it all out, but I keep thinking it should be sooner than later.
    I really like that sun sign. I could be really cool with a little tlc – although that project would be very far down on your list of things to do, I’m sure!

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    1. I think we must be chasing each other around the internet, Karma. LOL! *I* am continually amazed at the things we find, too. The last few years seem to have been a lesson in downsizing for me, and I’m not sure I’m getting the hint if all the stuff we still own is any indication.
      The sun sign was an easy fix so it’s already taken care of. It’s hanging on the fence near the driveway to greet people when the drive up. 🙂

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