Wow, I really thought we had found the farm and was hoping this would be The Post…..then the deal started getting weird and then it fell through. Looking for property is just like dating. You are initially attracted, and see the potential. You get a little closer and see the flaws, and second guess. Then at some point you either don’t call back or you start to fall in love and jump in. If you do jump in and get rebuffed….Ouch! Most likely we dodged a bullet, the sellers were suddenly in a big hurry to sell the place, so who knows if there were outstanding liens, or the house was about to fall down (didn’t look like it to me, and I used to carpenter), or a LNG line is aimed down the driveway, or they just got a better offer and handled it poorly. Anyway, we are back in the hunt. It definitely feels like the market is warming up, which is not reducing my desire to find it any, but the good news is that means it will be easier to sell the house in town. I learned quite a bit in a short time about what it might take to transfer Points of Diversion (ie get the irrigation right applied to the well on property from the well off property), finding well logs, and what to expect and what the pitfalls might be if the seller offers to carry the note on a property, and who I might use as a real estate lawyer/pump service/well driller if I might need one. Mainly, it was a good reminder not to panic if things start to go south or the deal starts to smell rotten. With any transaction, you have to be able to walk away. It will be interesting to see if the property comes back on the market, or actually sells. Kudos to my husband, who is as disappointed as I am, for helping me keep my head and being willing to talk things through on short notice in the middle of a busy work day. Ugh. I do hate Drama.
On to happier stuff: The garden is mostly put to bed and cover crops are in, though I am waiting for a frost to dig up the Dahlia bulbs. I also need to put the cloches on the beds of greens and radishes. The rains have come at last, but possibly too late for much of any mushroom hunting. Fall break was last week and that is my usual Chanterelle picking window, and I spent it chasing farm rainbows and talking to county Watermasters. We will have to check the Bolete patch, see if anything is doing there. Davey went salmon fishing for the weekend in Tillamook, landed a gorgeous 16 pound hen and 12 giant Dungeness Crab (!!). We have been pretty crabby the last few days, with Crab for dinner on Sunday, Salmon with Crab hors d’oevres on Monday to celebrate our farm joy when we thought we had an accepted offer, and Crabbit deluxe last night to soothe our farm woes. Dungeness may be replacing Rock Lobster in my heart as Preferred Crustacean (sorry Mom! But when in Rome….).
On the Bunny front, Momma had her last batch of kits for the year, 5 adorable fuzzballs. 2 black, 2 spotty, and one Blanc de Hotot. The black ones have adorable little white stars on their foreheads. She is a good producer, this makes 20 kits for the year!
Snacks was also (finally!) mated for the last time, and should be due in about 3 weeks. I have converted a pet carrier into the Dating Cage, and it works great. She hopped right in, I left her in the Buck’s cage in her carrier for a few hours to get reacquainted, and then let her out for about 10 minutes. The bunnies had their fun, then I brought back the carrier, she hopped right in, and back to the home cage she went, no muss, no fuss. And no scratches on my arms, either. I didn’t really want to wait this long to breed her again but she was pretty thin after the last big batch of kits….so I fed her up for a couple of additional weeks to get her back in condition. We will see if she kindles, and if so how many. She is the nicer rabbit, but this year so far has only produced 10 kits. She typically cranks out 8 or 10 per kindle in high season (late spring and summer), she may take another break with a small batch this fall, we will see how she compares with Momma when all the chips are in. Cute and sweet as Snacks is, I may have to use Momma’s offspring for future breeders over hers if we do ever expand the bunny operation. Although really I should also weigh all the fryers before I make any final judgements.
I can tell winter is really on its way, the gas fire place is the first place I go to warm up when I get home and I have a new gallon carboy bubbling away on top of the fridge. This time it is fermenting hard cider from the home tree. Happy almost Halloween!