I'm all moved in.
It is day three of the farmhouse as I write this post, just got internet service today.
I was very impressed with the moving company, not one thing was left behind.
It was just as I wanted, a simple and quiet move.
Exhausting, no doubt, but I am very glad to be here.
Like any move, everything feels foreign to me.
New house, new sounds, new community, new expectations of the house.
The first time I collected eggs from the chicken coop, it felt foreign.
I have never collected eggs before from a coop, they always came from the supermarket.
First time I opened the coop's little door to get the eggs, there was one of the hens sitting right there.
It startled me and I startled her.
So I quick shut the door. I came back later and gathered up the eggs.
Now I am a bit more relaxed around them.
And I always thank the ladies for my stash as I walk away.
First time I drove my new (to me) riding lawn mower, I didn't know how to stop it.
It is standard, and I was applying the clutch and brake at the same time.
Guess you're not suppose to do that. Drove right into the shed....then the thing finally stopped.
My daughter, got it the first time she was on. Think I will let her cut the grass from now on.
The first night I was there I sleep solid.
I instinctively woke up early because I wanted to hear the rooster crow.
And at 5:40am I was not disappointed.
It was not a typical crow, but more like a musical note. This rooster knows how to carry a tune.
The second night, same routine. Very cool.
I think this is going to be one of my favourite parts of this new farm life journey.
My daughter put the swing together for me this week.
The view from the swing.
Will be spending several more days unpacking and putting stuff away.
Oh the joys - in no hurry, taking my time.
Love being outside, I spend time with the chickens and of course, stray adopted cat Mrs. Bingley.