Tuesday, March 2, 2010

May all Your Tsunamis be Minuscule

The warning came; people evacuated the shorelines, the water sloshed in and out of Hilo Bay. Then it left. Wonderful, no injuries, no problem. I’m sure the evacuation was troublesome, for all shorelines were emptied. They hauled in one man who was swimming in the ocean during the warning. I don’t know if he was trying to kill himself or what. I think they were partying at the University.

For the last two days the wind has howled through the trees like a Banshee. It brought down some coconuts though, now if we could just get into them…In this early morning hour the wind’s sound has settled to a kitten’s mew.

After four months of emails, of Faxes, of phone calls, of so many trips to FED X that we have become friends with the clerk, (who has a child in the school on our road, and that led to DD, Baby D, and I visiting the school), we got out loan on this house. Yea. We celebrated by buying a refrigerator. The next step is getting a solar panel for it, and a battery, and an inverter.

We decided on an electric refrigerator instead of a propane one. A couple at the propane store, who were going through the same thing we are going through, gave us the story on electricity verses propane. It turns out to be less expensive to go with electricity, even with buying all the accessories. One, there are rebates on solar, two, propane will not go down in price, and we will not have to keep buying it. Hope this works. Imagine a refrigerator!

And I found a wonderful chiropractor who set my back to un-groan. Ah, things are looking up. The Cancer society even responded to my inquiry about buying our Oregon house—don’t know where that will go, the response, however, amazed me.

Onward, upward and head,

Joyce

Here is life on the farm: A boy and his goat