Hehe. It finally happened – I have been discovered to be posting things.
Knowing how long this site has been unused – not a single post all of last year – and also knowing how I ~still~ routinely checked in all last year – I’ve been wondering how long it would be. A week? A month?
Will this change what or how I write? Do I have enough practice and momentum to not be swayed by the though of an actual reader (hi, mom!)? We shall see.
Next question: how long till Chris checks in?? 🙂
So …
This is the last weekend. If we don’t get it now, we’re leaving it behind forever.
And we have officially reached the point where we can’t stuff any more stuff (large stuff, anyway) into our garage. Even our remaining path is getting a little crowded.
But the end is in sight! And not just chronologically. Joseph & I think that we could probably get everything in the truck in one more trip. We almost went out there twice tonight to reach that threshold, but it would have been full dark when we got there and also it would have been stupid. But tomorrow Dad is coming with and that means two trucks – no problem at all with two trucks. We’ll be fully cleared out tomorrow.
And I am STILL finding pieces of petrified wood out there. We’re picking up all this gorgeous sandstone to use as a flowerbed border. Now, when the ranch was in its full glory they’d picked up so many pieces and used them as borders for their own flowerbeds and around trees and such. This is very convenient for us now. We’ve pulled up the known areas, but today I just poked the shovel down around all the trees and found two more caches. One of which included this new foot long piece of petrified wood.
Which, by the way, is so intriguing. There are hints of color shifts and some distinct crystallization and it may be a very, very interesting rock on the inside. The outside is pretty nondescript. So it’s excellent rock saw fodder. Usually, the big rocks escape the rock saw because their interest derives from their size. But this one … I want to see the insides more.
It’s also amusing because as I was cleaning it, parts kept flaking off. This rock was fully buried, and there’s a lot of sand stuffed in all the crevices, and some very enterprising tiny plants have been doing their best for the last decade or two or three. So we have 3-4 flakes about the size of a fingernail – your thumb, perhaps. They’re totally remaining as part of the collection; will take one to work too (where I have many of these rocks). Oh yes, I will say. This is petrified wood. I worked hard to find all the petrified wood before we sold the property. This piece was buried a few inches down, but I found it.
I’m probably going to look for more sandstone tomorrow. We’ll see if I find any more petrified wood. For the last month I’ve been saying ‘but we’ve gotten all the big stuff already’ and I’m wrong practically every day, so now I’ve decided to say ‘I know we left some big stuff behind but I just couldn’t find it all.’