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well as expected i got like zero time for tumblr now that i am at the farm full time. what haven’t i updated about lately…. hmmmmm….
oh my finger is healing very well, i pulled the stitches out myself after researching it and getting good advice from a couple of friends, and it’s totally closed up, healed super clean– thanks hydrocolloid band-aids!!!– and it’ll be a scar but not a gnarly one. the tip of my finger is still ssssort of numb, which is a bummer, but it’s improving i think. I can’t grip things with the pad of that finger because pressure hurts in a shocky kind of way, but that’s also improving slowly. I can otherwise use my hand as normal and it’s safe to get it wet, which is good because I’ve had to have it submerged in water almost constantly since i got here, between egg-washing and cleaning and the 165 lbs of pork sausage we’re making this week and cleaning and doing dishes and egg-washing did i mention. (I washed and packed 96 dozen fucking chicken eggs on Monday and Tuesday. Come buy some goddamned eggs, locals. I’ve eaten so many.)
I don’t think I posted about my propane fake-woodstove out in the cabin. BIL bought it for me off Facebook Marketplace, and set it up for me– I’ve bought the stuff for the cabin, it’s my cabin, but he bought this and wouldn’t even tell me how much it was, which was sweet of him. It’s real real cute, and it hooks up to a thermostat, but I have not used it that way; the cabin is well-insulated enough that what I do is I turn it on when I get there in the evening, sit in front of it until it’s time for bed, and then turn it off, and since it’s spring it hasn’t been a problem to just wake up and come down and maybe turn it on for a little bit while I get dressed but maybe just deal. The cabin holds the heat well enough it’s not been too bad. I’ll put a photo of it behind the cut.
What else! I don’t know that there’s much else. Oh yeah I did spend the weekend in NYC, traveled down on the train with Dude and then he stayed on the train back out to Buffalo on Monday when I got off in Albany. I was just on Manhattan tho, I didn’t go anywhere. I just visited my beloved mammoth in the museum of natural history, and about drowned in all that rain, and wikipedia-spiraled about the Dead Rabbits, as one does.
OK time for a photo of my fake woodstove.
[image description: the corner of a wooden-walled interior, featuring what looks like a cast iron woodstove with a glass front, except the fire is very blue and weirdly even.] It’s not quite that blue in real life, the phone was doing stupid exposure-adjustment tricks which makes it look like fairy fire. But it’s kinda pretty IRL too, I promise.
Also very cozy, so, I’ll take it. (Your picture was not posted)