We've been here for a few days.
Routine as such: We wake up in the morning and water all of the plants. Everything in the greenhouse, every potted plant around the property, and about a million tomatoes. Water the tomatoes again because after the first time it just doesn't seem like you watered them properly. Get a basket from the kitchen; harvest green beans. Check everything else. Turn on the sprinkler in the small garden. Move to the bigger garden. Add more beans to the basket; add cucumbers; add zucchini. Water lettuce, water tomatoes, water potatoes, and remember to water the other tomatoes. Get another basket from the kitchen, use it to pick strawberries. Pick blueberries and raspberries; take all the baskets to the kitchen and leave them there for Karla to deal with. Turn on the sprinkler in the larger garden.
Then we hang out and ask Karla what to do. Two days a week, Carmen takes off work and so we get to monitor the chickens, steal their eggs, and shovel out the sheep barn. We set up solar lights around the garden shed and garden. We move things and do dishes and cook. I am sure we will do other things too.
We hang out with Sam, Karla's nineteen-year old nephew who has endless stories to tell. There were two Brits staying here, but they left this morning. We took over their cabin. Our cabin that we were first put in was a single room with a roof, no weatherproofing, but a cute covered porch with a sunburst railing. Now we will be somewhat warmer because the wind can't reach us, and this cabin adjoins the camp kitchen so we are right next to the food all of the time. Sam has a nice two-story cabin weatherproofed properly for year-round residency. Carmen has a trailer a little further out in the woods than all the rest of us.
We can walk down to the creek, which is very nice.
Also we have internet access, apparently! If we go up near the house, at least; not around the camp. I am currently sitting in the woodshop in what is now the dark. I should be getting back to the cabin so that Tomko, Sam and I can watch It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia.
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