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Three (possibly four) more to go.  I’m actually having a really great time.  The director is fantastic, the cast is fantastic, everyone is fantastic.  I couldn’t have asked for a better experience.  I’m just incredibly homesick.  

When I did the show at Christmas, I thought, this is a very bad time of year to be away from home.  Spring will be better.  But no, turns out, there is no good time of year to be away from home.  

Things I am currently missing out on and/or really want to do/buy:

  • Planting the garden
  • Planting the trees
  • Transplanting the grapes and raspberries from our old house to our new homestead
  • Fresh asparagus (although that also would have had to be transplanted to the new place.  Hope the tenants are enjoying the asparagus)
  • BABY LIAM! He will be 18 months old by the time I get back.  His baby days are now behind him.  Sniff, sniff.  

We also had an attack on the chicken coop a few nights ago.  Two went missing, and two were found injured.  One of the injured succumbed to her injuries yesterday and kicked the bucket, but the other one is doing well.  Unfortuntely, Ginger was one of the chooks that went missing.  Ginger, the one who survived the great dog attack of 2014.  Ginger, who was more like my pet than a laying hen to me.  It was probably a fox.  Will has seen one twice in the yard since the attack.  Coming back for another lovely chicken dinner.  

It’s such a strange relationship we develop with livestock.  They aren’t pets exactly, but I do feel a great responsibility towards them, and it’s very hard when something happens to them – I don’t feel sad exactly, just a deep sense of having let them down.  It was my job to protect them and care for them, and I failed.  Anyway, I’m sorry Ginger.  I hope your death came quickly and painlessly.  I’ll try to do better going forward

In Memory of Ginger 2012 – 2016, Sweetie 2015 – 2016, and Sparky 2015 – 2016