The adjustment from city living, to full time traveling, to country living has gone well. We are enjoying the change of seasons; something we never witnessed while living in Southern California. The changing colors of the trees along the river are amazing. I learned that there are conifer trees that are also deciduous trees. Hell, two years ago I didn't even know what deciduous meant! My friend Jane taught me that it is the name for trees that lose their leaves annually. I always thought that if the tree had needles, they stayed green year round. Not so with the tamarack tree. They look like yellow Christmas trees until all of the yellow needles fall off and cover everything. I mean everything! I'm pretty sure the ones by the house are going to be firewood by next year.
One bad thing about the cooler temperatures, is that mice want to come in to keep warm. We heard scratching in the wall. Fiona and I tried to scare it away by pounding on the wall (me) and barking (Fiona). Paul went under the house to see if he could find where it might be, with no luck. After a couple of days, it was obvious by the smell, that the mouse had died in the wall. I cut open the wall to find that there was one freshly deceased mouse and about six mouse skeletons. After removing it all, I had to throw away the baseboards and drywall on each side of the wall. I put some new drywall up, to close the area while we figured out where they were getting in. Meanwhile, two more fell into the same spot. Luckily I hadn't patched the drywall, so I just had to remove a couple of screws to retrieve them. I filled every hole and crack I could find outside the house, but I think I trapped one in. I can smell it, but can't find where it is. I cut another hole in the wall, where I thought it was, but there was nothing there. I'm thinking it isn't an actual dead mouse that I'm smelling, but the disturbed remains from the wall are haunting me. Like poltergeist, but with mice. Potlermice.
With the temperature dropping, we are getting prepared for winter. The woodshed is coming along nicely. There is still more wood to be gathered and set out to dry for next year. We had some delivered, and chopped and split some dry wood we had on the property. The wood stove is a nice feature to have. We both prefer to have a fire, but we also have electric heat, if needed.
The Lions Club of Ione has a train ride that goes to Metaline Falls, a town just north of us, so we decided to be social and check it out. It was a chilly ride, but the fall colors were beautiful.
We have made some friends in the area. I've been to a couple of events, an essential oils class, and a skin care party. We went to the local bar for a gathering, and even to a dinner party up the road.
I thought my traveling days would be on hold until we got tired of being in one spot for too long, but, I got an email from Kenny Chesney's people about a private concert he was having in Florida. I was asked to send in a short video saying why I should be invited. I sent in my video, as did countless others in his fan club, and I was chosen to attend. Two of my friends that are also huge Kenny fans also won. Each of us were allowed to bring a guest, so the six of us met in Miami for a last minute, unexpected shindig. We had a blast!
As I was boarding the plane, Paul sent me a video from home. The first snow of the season happened while I was on my way to 90 degree weather. I was bummed to miss it, but I'm pretty sure there will be more snow to come. When I returned home, I was greeted with a little snow shower. It's good to be home!
Here are some extra photos.