Maxwell on his lookout post
Intro to Saill at the ranch: A few months ago my sister Saill moved from an apartment in San Jose out to a small ranch in Petaluma. Ever since then she’s sent me texts of her doing various kooky, brave, earth saving, macho and ranch like things that have inspired and frightened me.
Here are a few texts I’ve gotten in the past couple of months that totally blow my city dwelling mind.
“Letting the chickens out, just put up a fence so they’re free range now.”
Also,”Planting my apple and peach trees today! Already planted two figs and a goji berry. Also planting a chestnut, mulberry and persimmon!”
What’s a goji berry??
Or here are some non sequiturs that give you some more insight into her enthusiasm for her new life on the ranch.
“People always worry about not having water, but trucked in water plus harvested water for irrigation works just fine.”
Harvested water??
“I’m going to use propane tanks that I can refill myself. Way cheaper and easier than a giant tank and trucked in gas.”
Does anything sound scarier than refilling your own propane tanks? Not to Saill.
On the morning that I asked her if I could feature her on this blog she texted me this. “I caught Maxwell with a mouse in his mouth this morning and he dropped it, and the mouse sat and chirped at him for a second. I think he is making friends with them. I caught two in live traps and am about to take them on a bike ride to a new home.”
This blog feature totally writes itself. Here is Saill’s Thursday morning in her own words and pictures.
Maxwell the mouse catcher
Mice in traps.
Bike
Marin County Line
I left a care package for the mice of nesting material and squash seeds.
Be careful mice!
