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The ultimate in decluttering

Thought you might enjoy a pretty picture to start.
Thought you might enjoy a pretty picture to start.

Find out for yourself what are the possessions and ideals that you do not desire.  By knowing what you do not want, by elimination, you will unburden the mind, and only then will it understand the essential which is ever there.

~ Jiddu Krishnamurti

Perched
Perched

Now that we’re settling into a rainy, windy period for the next few days, I feel as though I can slow down and get caught up with myself, with friends, with family, with blogs, and with the world.  Well, maybe not the world.  I am taking a break from the news as it is agitating me to no end to keep hearing about the thuggish behavior of some members of Congress.  (I just deleted a rant.  You’re welcome.)

The Pavilion 18 July 2013
The Pavilion 18 July 2013

Remember the mess in the Pavilion?  I wish I’d taken a few photos just before our man Jamie and his partner came by to clean it up.  The piles of trash grew and grew since this photo (and the next) were taken.

18 July 2013
18 July 2013

And then one day, Jamie the Junk Man and Helper came as scheduled and things changed.  They brought this:

Heavy equipment for a big job
Heavy equipment for a big job

And loaded everything into this:

October 2013 007a

Jamie and Helper separated out the metal and whatever could be recycled.  They also put aside things they wanted to salvage for whatever reason.

It took all of one day, and a few hours the next day to empty the Pavilion.

There was a lot of this.
There was a lot of this.

All in all, as I mentioned yesterday, they hauled away 5 tons (TONS!!) of trash.

And this.
And this.

When all was said and done, we ended up with this:

This building was once filled with trash.
This building was once filled with trash.  Now it houses garden tools and the lawn mower.

And this:

Much better!
Much better!

We kept a few items such as the Crafts sign and the chandelier you see above, as well as these things:

Tractor, barrels, etc.
Tractor, barrels, etc.

It took M almost a week after Jamie and his man left to rake up all the bits and pieces of plastic.  Some are so small that it’s not likely we’ll get it all up, but we have a bucket out there now so that whenever one of us happens to go by, we can pick up some of the fragments of plastic and maybe, in time, we’ll get most of it up.

Let's end on something pretty.
Let’s end on something pretty.

That, my friends, is the latest on the renovations and changes taking place here at the Wabi-Sabi Ranch.  Thank you so much for stopping by to have a look.  Volunteers are welcome.  Just let me know when you’ll be here, and we’ll gladly schedule some work time for you.  I’m kidding, of course.  I would never put my guests to work (unless it was something they passionately yearned to do).  I do wish we knew of some artists in the area who might be interested in repurposing some of the stuff we’ve found.  For now, I look on those items as sculptures scattered around the property.

Living art
Living art

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

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Robin is... too many things to list, but here is a start: an artist and writer; a photographer and saunterer; a daughter and sister and granddaughter; a friend, a partner, a wife, a mother, and a grandmother; a gardener, a great and imaginative cook, and the creator of wonderful sandwiches.

27 thoughts on “The ultimate in decluttering

  1. Blimey, That’s a VAST pile of junk! As you say, what a pity someone didn’t want to recycle it all into art.

    I listened to a radio programme recently about all the tiny pieces of plastic that are being found in the oceans, even at the poles, and how it is damaging marine life. Frightening. From what you say, it’s all getting into the soil too. Who knows what damage we are doing to this planet. Extremely worrying. 😦

    On a brighter note, this must be a huge relief to you, to rid your property of this junk, which I presume you inherited from the previous owners.

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    1. I think it’s worrying, too, Rabbit. It makes me almost ill at times to see how much plastic there is around here, knowing it could eventually end up at sea.

      And yes, on that brighter note, it’s wonderful to lighten the load and get rid of all that stuff. The previous owners hoarded a lot of stuff around here. It’s crazy.

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  2. Another blogger earlier in the week told the story of having 14,000 pounds of scrap metal alone hauled off when they moved to the place where they live now…but so much of yours was just plain old trash…it boggles the mind.
    Hope the weather’s not too bad for you – we’re in a stretch of spectacular days, now that the mugginess is gone 🙂

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    1. 14,000 lbs.??!! Wow. It all boggles the mind if I think about it too much.
      Thanks, Marie. 🙂 Still no sun here, but I see a slice of blue sky. Maybe the clouds are finally starting to clear out.

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    1. For now, it will be a storage area, CM, although the way M is hanging up chandeliers and other things he’s found, it might end up artsy eventually. 🙂

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  3. One’s man’s trash is another man’s garbage.
    The space is now filled with peaceful calm, no doubt it will bloom with tranquility.

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    1. TONS better, Lynn. Five tons better. lol! It did feel good to write the rant. So good I sent it on to my congressman. Not that it will do much good, but at least I had my say. In a toned down way. 🙂

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    1. I find it stressful, too, Bearyweather. Given the state of affairs here, I decided I need to learn to be accepting of the chaos, at least for now. I keep reminding myself that things will happen in good time. 🙂

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