Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Prayer in Times of Trouble

Oremus.
Ne dispicias, omnipotens Deus,
populum tuum in afflictione clamantem:
sed propter gloriam nominis tui,
tribulatis succurre placatus.
Per Dominum.

Let us pray.
Despise not Thy people,
O Almighty God,
when they cry out in their affliction,
but graciously succour them in their tribulation,
for the glory of Thy Name.
Through Our Lord Jesus Christ, Thy Son,
who liveth and reigneth with Thee,
in the unity ofthe Holy Ghost,
for ever and ever. Amen.

(Collect for Times of Trouble or Sore Distress)

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Seedlings: Update

In an effort to prolong the time we have until being forced to plant 150 seedlings, James and I spent the afternoon heeling in the saplings in our garden beds at our house. This should buy us at least a week, if not two or three, before they MUST be planted on the land. That should give me time to have a baby without worrying about all these other babies dying.

We have American Plum, Native Pecan, Bur Oak, Mulberry, Lilac, and Hackberry, 25 of each. The pecans look like twigs, and the hackberries have well developed roots. It will be fascinating to see what grows best (and what the rabbits eat).

March 27




The men went to the land on the 27th to haul mulch. James says every time they get together lately, it involves a shovel and 4-wheel drive!

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Seedlings!





Today, 150 seedlings arrived on our porch. These are destined for the land, but we weren't quite prepared for them today.

They are to be kept from freezing, but we are still 5 weeks away from our last frost date. They should be planted soon, but I am due to have my own baby any day.

This could get interesting.

Dan will upload some pictures from the land on the first day of "Spring".

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Zoning Meeting

Last night, we met to discuss how to divide our land in a quest for rezoning. The end goal is to build two single-family dwellings, but current zoning allows only one house.

Trying to discuss plans about the future and the state of the economy is difficult with six kid screaming.

--Notes on Purgatory Ranch