Wood you be mine?

Here in Maine, a state with vast quantities of firewood, people are struggling to heat their homes. I read a heart-wrenching article in the New York Times about it this past weekend, and have been hearing similar stories in the local media the past few months.

Maine’s older housing stock is fitted mainly with oil-burning furnaces. Many of those residing in these homes are older, others are simply poor, and very few have the financial wherewithal to change systems. Meanwhile, oil prices continue to rise, and cuts at the state & federal levels in heating-assistance subsidies mean the very neediest Mainers are having to make terrible choices. Like whether to buy food or fuel.

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Chicken Feed

The chickens have been w/ us 7 weeks, and although confident in my ability to care for them, I’m still feeling like a teacher with a new class.  I can identify two of the chickens (the larger and smaller black ones) but the other 4 red ones, forget it.  I speak to them sweetly and try to be impartial.  Ooooh aren’t you cute, mumblemumblemumble.. and YOU, soandso….

You’ve seen their house.  Inside its confines they have an endless supply of food and we’ve taken to dishing out additional treats.  Our chickens like table scraps.

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Fred, Cuddles and the rest of the girls.

HOWDY ALL!  Sorry it’s taken me so long for a new post.  Last week was my older daughter’s graduation from elementary school and things have been BUSY. Back when I was in school, I don’t recall there being a celebration of this sort- more like we were pushed out the door and told to hoof it to the Jr. High the next year.  But nowadays things are much more refined.

The fifth graders were feted with a bowling party, a pizza party, yearbooks and MORE.  They even had a graduation ceremony, attended by sooooooooo maaaaannny loved ones that these were our seats.

WOWZA!  Good thing I brought my glasses.

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