I hate it when projects have to get shoved to the back burner. God, in His merciful love, has therefore seen fit to decree that the farm shall always be filled with projects that are continuously being shuffled around the stove, to continue the metaphor, that I may learn patience, trust and detachment.
One of the projects that is on the list before the rain begins is caulking the roof on the shop, which was not, apparently, done when the shop was roofed. Unfortunately, we don’t have a ladder tall enough to get on the roof, and the only way to make it tall enough was sketchy at best.
Lest you think that I mean setting it on the trailer is the sketchy part, it is not. It is the fact that the top leans on the plastic gutter. All I need is to rip the gutter out trying to step over it, and have to replace a gutter as well, after I get out of the traction casts. So we need to talk to a neighbor who owns a scaffold and see if we can borrow that to get up on the roof.
So instead of caulking the roof I shuffled a different pan to the front burner and started filling in the ditch, putting screened dirt around the water lines…
And filling up to the point where we are going to have to run electricity through the wall to power the pump.
We still need to put in the pump and the filter in, which means we need lay it out, figure out what length of pipe fittings we need to buy, and get a check-valve, and probably a pump box, unless we build one. And we need to run electricity through the wall, and…
Jesus says, “Your Heavenly Father knows you need all these things. Chill. Trust in Me.”
Little Farm in the Big City 