The Blue Castle Chapter Two
Season Three of BedTime Stories is by one of Canada's beloved authors Lucy Maude Montgomery’s The Blue Castle. Narrated by Cecilia
We want as many people as possible to get a wee rest from the bedlam in our heads (and in our news feeds) just by settling in to listen to a chapter of a book. Small, finite - no surprises, no pressure. Just rest and recoup.
Did you miss Chapter One?👇🏽
Bedtime Stories: Chapter One.
Scroll down through Sunday’s newsletter to listen to Chapter One.
so - is gardening a hobby, she said
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Chapter Two
Settle in. Settle down. Listen. Recoup. Refresh.
Today
With dogged determination I am moving four cubic metres (141 cubic feet) of soil into the raised beds for the Compact Kitchen’s Garden. Shovelful by shovelful. Wheelbarrow load by wheelbarrow load. Straight into the raised beds.
And it might rain today! 😒🕷️
To finish big jobs we need to concede that this will be a long haul and divide up the work into manageable portions. A corner at a time. That way we get to celebrate success frequently. And get the job done without breaking any bones.
So, make a plan then move forward one step at a time. The Fellowship of the Farmy and I call it chicken steps. Step. Step. Peck. Step. Step. Peck. A little at a time until it is done.
Just. Keep. Going.
I also decide on the number of loads before I begin each section of work. For this job it is twelve loads at a time. Twelve wheelbarrows full. Dumped into the gardens. Then I go to another task to rest those muscles. Then do twelve more.
It will take me a couple of days. But that is ok.
And so - rest time is over - to work. After I am finished the garden I will begin on the sound studio. No meaningless tasks around here!
Love, love
Celi
Who is that handsome creature in the bottom photo, Ceci? Was your friend listening to this lovely story, too?
Also known as how to eat an elephant: one bite at a time. I wish I could send you a trailer load of nice rotted chicken compost from the chook yard. There are SO many worms! I can't even send you a banana slip because there's a cross-border quarantine for them. All I can send is good wishes and encouragement.