Thursday, November 26, 2015

Thankful


It's thanksgiving day. Yeah I like my house, my garden, my general location, etc. But here's what I am most thankful for in my life. My closest friends. I have been blessed with quite a few over the years. Here's a small tribute to some of those who have touched my life most deeply. There are others not in this list who have certainly affected me as well and I don't mean to insult or ignore all of them, but these are the folks have had the biggest impact on who I am as a person now. Some I am still close to, some of us have headed down different paths in life, and some are now gone. 


First, my best friend Seth, above and below. He just moved to a cabin in Georgia for the winter to write a book and I am already missing him deeply. He's been my closest friend for years now and we've spent countless hours together hiking, fishing, climbing, reading, talking, etc. He challenged me and helped me grow in many areas. He's been there for my darkest moments and stuck with me when he didn't understand why I was struggling. He's cared for me when I most needed it and at great cost to himself. I would probably not be here with out him. 



My parents, Daniel and Susan. They taught me to work hard and many of the skills I am most thankful to know now. Everything from how to read, to cook, garden, can, keep a house, think for myself, and much more. They are not perfect, but I am very thankful for much of the way I was brought up.


My siblings. Athalie, who I fought with for the first two decades of our lives, and then finally became good friends. I admire the wife and mother she has become and her generosity to many who are less fortunate than herself.


My sister Hadasha. She's grown up to be a competent hard working wife and mom as well. Bucking some long established norms in the community we all grew up in for what she thinks is right. Working hard to care for her family and take good care of herself as well. 


The oldest of my brothers, Zack. He's also worked hard to make his own way and is quite talented with anything mechanical. He is settled into a comfortable house with my lovely sister in law. He's probably the most like me, personality wise, of all my siblings and I always thought he might end up moving to WY as well.


Mike, my second "little" brother. Who has clearly grown up to be bigger than me. He too is very skilled with his hands and at anything that has to do with a motor. He and our other younger siblings also taught me a lot about taking care of children as I helped care for all of them when they were little.


Jerusha, is an amazing young woman who's so much more skilled and independent than most in her generation. Working hard and taking care of one's self without running up debts and doing lots of dumb things does not seem to be part of life for most 17 year olds these days and I admire her.


Even my baby brother Jeremy is growing up rapidly. He's working hard, helping manage a small business for his bosses, working on a farm, and finishing school. 


Jess, the friend I spent much of my teen years with. She's always been there to listen to me, bounce ideas off of, and a partner in sometimes silly or crazy adventures together. She's an amazingly intuitive person who always seems to know just when someone needs a note, small gift, or just to know they are being thought about. 


Ruth, who I've know since we were little girls. We've always been able to be go about our lives and pick back up right where we left off when we'd last talked. She has a strength, assurance, and independence I've always admired.


Daniel. We spent hours on the phone for years trying to talk through all kinds of issues, usually ending with "I don't know" as a conclusion. I've always valued his friendship and am so happy for him and his adorable wife who have just made the move to come west as well, now living in CO.


Beth. My friend and room mate for years up until I moved into Fy Nyth. She can run a house, crush a marathon, care for a baby, hike a mountain in Korea, bake amazing cheesecakes, and too many more things to list. She's a great listener and I've learned to value her judgement. I couldn't have possibly had a better room mate for years. 


Kenny. A former couchsurfer who became like my little brother after he moved to this area for a while. He was the best snowboarded I've ever known personally and had the biggest heart for others of almost anybody I've known. I'm sure I will always miss him and often wish I could talk to him again. Skiing these mountains has never been the same since his passing. RIP Kenny. 


My friend Danny. Now married to Jess. I spent a lot of my teen years hanging out with him as well. He's always had a heart for kids and got me started on some of the paths that have led me to where I am in life now. He's become an amazing husband to another one of my good friends and that makes me very happy.


Julie and I spent hours curled up on the couch eating candy and talking till the wee hours of the morning thanks to our shared night owl tendencies. Otherwise our time was spent hiking, dancing, skiing, backpacking, or on random things like ice skating on frozen lakes. She's a strong and caring mother to her boys and self sufficient woman.


My friend Clay who doesn't much like publicity or recognition. He's the one who found my house it's sweet location and helps me with every project around here that requires big equipment. Like tilling up a garden, putting in a new propane heater, plowing snow, and way too many other things to list. He's the kind of observant guy who just sees something that could be done and takes care of it without anyone asking him to. While working together over the last year he's become quite a good friend. And he has been there for me in a lot of my ups and downs too. Anytime I find myself overwhelmed with any kind of project, he just steps in and says "I've got the technology to fix that," and does. 


My former boss, Dot. She was like a second mother to me when I started working for her right out of high school. She always knew how to just listen and not push "fixes" on people. She taught me a lot about plants, flower arranging, greenhouses, and attention to detail. I'll always be thankful that I was able to work for her for a few years.


My closest friend for several years, Heather. She taught me a lot about photography as she learned herself. We spent hours shooting photos, cleaning offices, trying to figure out how do deal with families and friends, and adventuring to random destinations. She's now a talented photographer, artist, and great mother to her four little ones.


My cousin Jacob. My hero and big brother figure growing up since I only had little brothers of my own. I spent a lot of my childhood with him as my only friend and always adored him. I always tried so hard to keep up with whatever he was doing but never quite could. He's now married to Heather and a dad to those four little ones.


Some of "my" kids that I spent a lot of time with in the past. Jay and Niah were probably the first little ones to really ignite my desire to adopt. Something I may still be able to do some day. They must both be about 12 now. And though I have totally lost contact with them, they'll always hold a special place in my heart.


Phethia was like a daughter to me for years. She touched my heart in so many ways I couldn't describe and was always such a sweet and deep thinking girl. We still stay in touch occasionally and she's grown into a beautiful young woman.


Che' was my high spirited girl. She always had a ton of energy and would pursue anything she wanted to do full steam ahead. I always enjoyed and was challenged by the time we spent together. She's also now turned into a young woman though I'll always think of her a one of my girls.


Jakera was always laid back, great at caring for younger kids, and fun to spend time with. She's now in collage and grown into quite a young lady. I'm proud of all the work she's put into pursuing her dreams.


Joy. One of my first close friends. A girl full of energy, spirit, and life. I'll always regret that we didn't remain better friends and that her life ended so young. I was 16 when she became the first close friend I lost to death. That probably left an even bigger impact on my life than our friendship to be honest. RIP Joy.

A small paragraph about each can not convey how much each of these people have impacted my life past or present, but these people are what I am most thankful for today. I hope all of you are equally blessed this Thanksgiving day and able to enjoy it with some good friends of your own!



Wednesday, November 25, 2015

An Addition to the Family of Fy Nyth


I've been thinking since last spring that I needed a cat around to help catch mice among other things. No, I have never had a mouse in my house, but if you were following me last spring, you'll remember the steady flow that kept getting in my van which was extremely frustrating. Anyway, that idea finally had results.

Meet Wynn. The newest member of Fy Nyth's household. She about 3 months old and I adopted her from a gentleman who did not have room to keep both her and her brother, both of whom he had adopted from our local shelter when then were smaller. She came home with me yesterday afternoon when I got off work and now I have quite a few days off work to hang out with her while she settles in. Which she seems to be doing quite quickly. 

Now I have had pets for a while in the form of my composting worms, but Wynn is the first bigger pet in my house. And in my life in nearly a decade. The rental market is understandably not friendly to pets, but owning my own house has made that an option for me once again.


Yesterday she ran around the house and checked everything out first.


Then she settled into the couch and batting around a ball of yarn. And chasing one of my reusable grocery bags around the floor, inside and out of it. This seems to be her favorite toy, but she's always so busy "attacking" it that she's only a blur in those photos. 


I was mildly allergic to most cats growing up and this was and is a concern for me. So far we seem to be getting along well enough as long as I don't cuddle her right up against my face and she's not allowed in my bedroom loft. Hopefully it stays that way and we can stay together. I do have another friend who would love her just in case my allergies do act up too badly, but the plan is for her to stay right here.


She's very much a kitten still and goes back and forth rapidly from playing hard to crashing to nap for a bit. Her kitty bed sits on top of her covered litter box, both in the base of my shower which seems to be working well. When I woke up this morning, she was stretching and yawning in her bed still. 



She loves attention, petting, and to cuddle. It was hard to get a good photo of her curled up in my lap, but when a friend came over for dinner, she settled right into his lap purring away as well. She's got an amazingly loud motor for such a little thing! 


She loves playing on the couch and walking along all those windowsills behind it to watch the outside world where it is snowing once again. Once she has been here long enough to know this as home, and especially as it warm up toward spring, she will hopefully be able to spend some time outside hunting mice as well. But she needs to grow up a bit first. There are too many foxes, owls, and coyotes around here for a little kitty to make it outside. 



Now she is very contentedly napping behind me while I type. I think she likes her home here in the tiny house! Plus she's awful cute, don't you think?



Friday, November 20, 2015

One Year Since Fy Nyth Arrived


I know throw-backs are supposed to happen on Thursdays. At least that's what social media seems to have decided. But this is an important anniversary for me. One year ago today, my life changed in a pretty big, or maybe tiny, way. When my very own tiny house, Fy Nyth arrived here in WY.  Just a few days before, she was just a frame and then a shell in a factory in CO. 



I think this shot was from just the day before she started her trip north when she was nearly complete.


A year ago, the weather was much like today. Maybe a little less snow and wind than we had today, but the same snow covered ground and blue skies were around when she rolled in after a nearly 600 mile drive. 


Even though she was furnished with all the appliances and most of the furniture built in, she looked pretty bare and empty upon arrival!


And I had even piled a few things inside already before taking this shot. That's my mattress still rolled up and compressed from shipping, on the floor. I still sleep on this every night and find it quite comfy. And that's a bag of peat moss sitting off to the side. Ready to fire up my brand new composting toilet. 


Now, one full year later, Fy Nyth is looking a lot more homey. She's full of food, cookware, books, clothing, plants, flowers, antique chests, and other little things like home made wreaths and my great grandma's hand made quilt on the couch. 


She's lived in, loved, and comfortable. Very much home to me. I've learned a lot and gained some new skills in a year of living tiny and off grid.


The outside has a different look too. She's now stained dark grey to blend well into her surroundings. She also now resides up the hill in a clearing above where she first rolled in last winter. Still surrounded by trees and snow though. These photos are from today. 


She is so warm and cozy. I feel like the name I picked, "My Nest," really fits. I love living here and have no regrets at all about having moved into a tiny house a year ago. I don't know if this will always be my life, but I am happy here right now and really love this little clearing I call home.

It's hard to believe it has already been a full year. Many thanks to all who have helped me get to this point. Tumbleweed for building my amazing house. And to Meridian Credit Union for the loan they gave me. To my sis and brother-in-law, Athalie and Rowan for cosigning on that note. To my friend Clay for finding me this sweet spot to park. To Seth for always being there for me and encouraging me to go for a tiny house. To George and Joan for allowing me to park my house on their ground. To my parents for teaching me a lot of useful and old fashioned skills that I have used in the last year. To my friends who haven't give up on me through some rough years. And many other people in my life.

 Here's a hot mug of spiced cider and whiskey to many more years right here!




Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Chocolate, Reading, and Snowfall


I'm curled up on my couch eating this amazing chocolate bar. That's my dessert after a dinner of a Thai dish with noodles, steak strips, and home grown veggies with a good friend. And yes, even with temps in the twenties, snow on the ground, and snow coming down right now, I still picked fresh herbs and even the last of my brussel sprouts out from under the snow and they were all quite tasty. I can't believe it's almost the middle of November and I can still eat fresh veggies from under the snow! And did I mention there are flakes falling from the sky right now? I love watching it snow. And I love my tiny house.


P.S. I'm not really into "seasonal flavors" and all, but after buying this chocolate bar for a friend and getting a taste of it, I wanted more just because this is an amazing flavor combination! Oh yeah, and because I just love good dark chocolate in general.....


Now to work on this stack of books and dream about planting next spring. All from the library or a friend. One of my favorite things about the fact that it is winter now is more time do do things like read. Which I also love doing. I hope you are all having an equally lovely evening!


Friday, November 6, 2015

The Arrival of Winter at Fy Nyth


Snow, snow, snow. It's looking like winter around my house now! It was dumping when I went to bed and I awoke to this beautiful layer of white snow and a stunning sunrise with blue skies. I do love watching it snow and settling into a winter pace now with few outside projects and a nice pile of books to read among other things.
















Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Getting Cold


Frost around Fy Nyth this morning. Crisp crunchy white crystals everywhere. It was still about 22 F. as the sun was rising. Yesterday morning it snowed a little here, but I was at work so I couldn't get a photo of that. The forecast says to expect some more snow today. Winter seems to be starting finally. Pretty late for this area, but I'm ready for some slow snowy days with no outside projects and time to curl and and read, cook more complicated meals, and just relax.