My season as a JV baseball coach has come to an end. Last Friday we tied a team that had previously beaten us twice, a tie is a step in the right direction. It was a tough season for the players and a redemptive one for me. I started out unable to throw or hit a ball and ended by throwing batting practice and coaching with a nephew for the first time. I tire easier than before, but did things I hadn't expected to be able to do. Along the way the team improved and the players seemed to want to be at practice instead of dreading the time. I believe they walked away with more baseball knowledge than they started with, even if it only is knowing the distance from home to second base is 127 feet 3 3/8 inches.
Most of the planting is done, but Maureen would be better to address the specifics. We have less room across the street, but things are progressing there. The new driveway bed is growing. The fence in the back hasn't been finished but will be soon.
With the storage reorganized the cleaning of the white shed will commence sometime. That will free up space to rearrange the back concrete slab for better use. That will happen also with the cleaning up of the tool room. In general the cleaning and reorganizing will help us.
We now have a trailer and when we get the hitch for the Subaru we will have our version of a pickup. Or at least something that can be use to haul stuff. The idea is a compromise but a less expensive way to do the dirty work we need to do from time to time.
The replacement laying chicks are growing. They are outside now and progressing nicely. The meat birds have been outside a a bit longer and are only a few weeks away from harvest. I'm still surprised what slobs they are. At this point they are still mobile, but soon they will start waddling around slowly and spreading their manure less around the pen. Still a fun experience.
Even though I'm done with the JV baseball team, I am helping with the varsity in the playoffs. They were seeded first in their division and have a good chance to go far in the playoffs. Just depends how the ball bounces.
Wils is back in the national park. He left yesterday and is back doing what he wants in leading cave tours. He finished his job with a national coffee chain on Sunday. I wonder sometimes about how jobs for young people have changed. I worked for two different farms, a packing house, a cannery and a truck spring manufacturing plant growing up. This is in addition to the surveying and land leveling work I did for my father year round on the side. Not that manual labor is bad, but I learned that there are other types of work to be done. Clearing out a ditch with a shovel in 100 degrees will teaching you many things. Our children have had these physical jobs part time, but their jobs have been in customer service. Two have delivered pizza, the coffee serving barista is another, and one works for a national clothing chain while working two days a week as a receptionist at a dental practice. I am glad they did get to prune grapes for their uncle. I know our children have the ability to work hard and that means something.
More fun stuff is to come I'm sure. Peace. Out.
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