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Easter & Passover–Spring & Transformation: April, 2015

Ranchers, tribe-sharers, mystic peops… SPRING has sprung! the skies are clear, cloudless shades of cyan and cerulean blue, the birds are chirping, the green grass is growing, the ticks are feeding, the rattlesnakes are slinking and the scorpions are scuttling, and our Earth Mama Goddess Land is about as lush, fertile, bursting and blooming as she can be…

I’d say she is pregnant with new energy in this, our second weekend of our second year! Mama Becca and Bryan have returned from their baby-moon hiatus to host our April gathering, which was also baby Izea’s first real time, in real-time, on our Land! Welcome babies! Watch out for critters! And let’s get growin’ and groovin’ and greetin’ the Spring!

Spring has sprung... the grass is green... there is no such thing as the grass is greener on the other side... this IS THE side! Spring has sprung… the grass is green… there is no such thing as the grass is greener on the other side… this IS THE side! The hills are ALIVE... ! The hills are ALIVE… ! Purple Irises are in bloom and a red slack line is up and running for those seeking balance... Purple Irises are in bloom and a red slack line is up and running for those seeking balance…

ON THE AGENDA:

Our projects of the day included:

Rough To-Do list ratified by the Cat in the Hat... Rough To-Do list ratified by the Cat in the Hat…

Stacking fire wood  (led by Michael S.): With the help of one another and our visitors, one of whom was five months pregnant, we successfully completed the fire wood stacking, which was unofficially commemorated by Christopher who used a pocket knife to skillfully behead a scorpion and Michael S. who returned from the filling of the road potholes with a freshly slaughtered (by our veteran neighbors) rattlesnake tail in a jar.

BEFORE... our new fire wood down in the dumps... This is ONE year's worth of oak for burning ONLY in the wood stove (not outside!) BEFORE… our new fire wood down in the dumps… This is ONE year’s worth of oak for burning ONLY in the wood stove (not outside!)

AFTER... our new cord of fire wood proudly framed and stacked ... [PLEASE NOTE: ONLY USE WOOD FROM THIS STACK FOR THE WOOD STOVE INSIDE.  DO NOT USE PINE AS IT MAKES CREOSOTE AND IS A FIRE DANGER!!!] AFTER… our new cord of fire wood proudly framed and stacked … [PLEASE NOTE: ONLY USE WOOD FROM THIS STACK FOR THE WOOD STOVE INSIDE.  DO NOT USE PINE AS IT MAKES CREOSOTE AND IS A FIRE DANGER!!!]

Planting 36 berry bushes  (led by Sonya): Our berry patch now includes such poetic and happy names as Sweetheart, Misty, Pink Lemonade and Jubilee Blueberries; Issai Hardy Kiwis; Sweet Lifeberry and Vermillion Sunset Goji berries and Gratitude seedless grapes! Thanks to all the hands who dug the holes, planted the bushes, and installed the water irrigation systems in the heat of the day. Your sweat and toil we will surely taste when our berries burst forth in our mouths as we lie lazy, naked and supine in berry bliss under the shade of our trees feasting on berry platters like Greek Gods and Goddesses!

Sonya, El Sassy Presidente, carefully choosing which luscious baby berries to plant where Sonya, El Sassy Presidente, carefully choosing which luscious baby berries to plant where Digging the holes for the berries by the fence, so their vines can grow tall, and setting up a water irrigation system to keep them nurtured in our absence Digging the holes for the berries by the fence, so their vines can grow tall, and setting up a water irrigation system to keep them nurtured in our absence

Completing the staining of the roof (led by Eric) who seems just as happy shirtless and flip-flopped on the ground with a shovel and some thistles as he does shirtless and flip-flopped on the roof with whatever that strange machine is that he is using to spray the roof! Go Eric!

Eric, our Bullet-Proof guy, makes hard labor look Zen... Eric, our Bullet-Proof guy, makes hard labor look Zen…

Starting the building of the shelves (led by Gregory): The men working kinda hard, together with their seriously under-age but seriously exuberant apprentices (Puma and Lev) who are kitted out with welder’s eye goggles and construction ear muff things. The shelves will soon serve as our stacking shelves in the ol’ chicken coop for our personal gear so we don’t have to schlep our stuff up every weekend. Kind of like each of us having our very own cubby!

Men at work... Papa G and Bryan B ... Men at work… Papa G and Bryan B … Children at play... Puma and Lev ... Children at play… Puma and Lev …

Cleaning and filling our redneck hot tub (led by Shani): This was an easy one. Scrubbing the tub with a giant broom and eco-friendly detergent, hosing it down and letting it fill for hours while the fresh water baked under the sun’s rays… and by Sunday it was ready and warm for the plunging! Kind of like soaking in a tepid cuppa black tea!

Shani, Mistress of Propaganda, scrubbing it... Shani, Mistress of Propaganda, scrubbing it… Michael S, Honey Badger, hosing it down... Michael S, Honey Badger, hosing it down… ... and finally, the testing of the tub's holy waters... holy cow! Is this hot tub for real!? … and finally, the testing of the tub’s holy waters… holy cow! Is this hot tub for real!?

Sweet momentos:

Baby Izea's first weekend on the Land!!! Baby Izea’s first weekend on the Land!!! “Hmmm… watermelon booby?” Me/Shani: Me/Shani: “Hey Gregory, what are you doing?” Gregory: “Um… I don’t know… I’m figuring it out.” See… it goes to show… we teach our young while we learn ourselves! A rare site: Papa G actually, finally, sitting down for a few minutes to drink a hot strong cuppa tea (this photo was kindly requested by Sonya to show miracles do happen) A rare site: Papa G actually, finally, sitting down for a few minutes to drink a hot strong cuppa tea (this photo was kindly requested by Sonya to show miracles do happen) A fine way to end another fine day... sunset on the hill... friends, vino and a lone cigar... And why not! A fine way to end another fine day… sunset on the hill… friends, vino and a lone cigar… And why not!

Fav weekend quotes:

“My grandma was a shotgun grandma…” — Sonya

“Becca skinned a bobcat… whenever we see a freshly killed wild animal, we think ‘let’s skin it.'” — Bryan

“Yeah! Let’s put apples on the kids heads!” — Gregory (talking about archery)

“Christopher has become the tool shepherd… he wants to take on the barn!” — Sonya

“The neighbors call us the mushroom people because our tents sprout up on the weekends…” — Michael S.

Q: “Do you know all the colors in the rainbow? A: “Everything!” — Skyla, 5

this vid is the last two verses of mama Becca cheerfully, gleefully leading her pals in the folkloric Fox song… but the wind was howling strong so if you can’t catch the words… here they are:

He ran till he came to his cozy den;
there were the little ones eight, nine, ten.
They said, “Daddy, better go back again,
’cause it must be a mighty fine town-o, town-o, town-o!”
They said, “Daddy, better go back again,
’cause it must be a mighty fine town-o.”

Then the fox and his wife without any strife
cut up the goose with a fork and knife.
They never had such a supper in their life
and the little ones chewed on the bones-o, bones-o, bones-o,
they never had such a supper in their life
and the little ones chewed on the bones-o.

So folks, here’s to cutting up geese with forks and knives and our little ones chewing on the bones-o in what must be our mighty fine town-o!

Big thanks to everyone who was present in person and in spirit–you ranchers rock, you roll, you kick it and you swing it. Lookin’ forward to leading the creation of our outdoor kidzone in may… hell yeah!!!

— Shani Raviv, May 2015

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Julia Maryanska


2 comments

  1. LOVE this Shani! Spectacular photos and inspiration. I’m grinning ear to ear. That pic of Gregory and Lev is so cute! And I didn’t even know about the cords of wood! Love the before/after.

    xo

    Stacey

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