So happy even the trees are smiling!

We love Six Little Acres. We really do.

It’s not “much” to look at yet but there are so many things to love about it, especially the trees.

We have a Japanese maple here that is just stunning in the fall. You can see a bit of it here. Sorry it’s a selfie but the magnificent tree isn’t quite dressed for fall yet, so last year’s selfie will have to do. Anyway, THAT’S not the actual tree that makes today’s blog so special. It’s this one.

Ninja Man was cutting wood and he found this! How cool is that?

I named him Otis. I love his crew cut and that little “I’m so happy to be here” smile.

I’m keeping him although it’s been suggested making coasters out of his wee fairy self. Right now he is still a log and he is smiling up at us from a corner in the dining area.

I would love for some of you to comment if you know what (besides of course, LOVE Of Six Little Acres) would cause a tree to do this. It’s pretty awesome, regardless, but if it’s a “thing” it would be great to know.

Thanks for stopping by and God bless!

Kathy Bo

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SLA helps others! We are blessed.

When we bought Six Little Acres, it came with not only the exceptionally funky and desperately gross doublewide, but as an added treat, we got this. This is a propane tank. We had one before when we lived in this area way, way back when we were making somewhat futile attempts to raise our two kids. They did actually grow up and are now making somewhat futile attempts at raising THEIR kids. Ninja Man and I almost never giggle about that. Almost.

No offense to the many (?) tank lovers out there, but I never liked it. I thought they were ugly then and I think they are ugly now.

We have discussed this tank numerous times. We thought we would paint it, only because we couldn’t find anyone to take it off our hands. We even had it moved so I wouldn’t have to look at it, but now it’s in clear view of the fabulous fire pit, and a wee bit close to Ninja Man’s private shooting range.

That will not do, y’all.

In a desperate attempt to get it moved AGAIN, I left it up to Ninja Man to call the ugly tank moving guy.

Why didn’t I do this before?

Because being a control freak is in my blood. I’m not saying it always works out, just that it is simply a fun fact.

Anyway, here’s the good news: the tank is getting a new home! The guy who came to look at it said his church needs a bigger tank than what they have, and if we are willing….

“WILLING?” Ohhh, Mr. Ugly Tank Moving Man, we are so very willing.

It’s a match made in Heaven. This tank will help a congregation and we are thankful to bless that congregation with it.

When we first began with Six Little Acres, we asked God to help us glorify Him. As we continue life here we continue to pray over this place. We prayed for many things including that we could bless others here. It’s an exciting moment to know that we are able to serve God in this way.

There it goes! It’s a good day.

Speaking of good days, we did get some good news last week that was encouraging for grandLittle Wren. Her current protocol seems to be working, yet it is still a blessed, but long road ahead. Please continue your prayers for her. Connect with her story on Facebook at Hope for Wren.

Thanks for stopping by and God bless!

Kathy Bo

The Fire Pit: Part One

Is it fair to say this is part one when in fact, I mentioned it on my previous post?

Of course it is.

This is the blogging world after all. No rules, right? And “rules” are just what we don’t want, such as an HOA telling us we can’t do this or that. Fire pit in the back yard? Of course we can! THIS is Six Little Acres.

So here’s where we began.

Just a week ago (seriously!) the excavation guy came and made this. Ninja Man started working right away.

First, he sprayed the ground with weed killer and then added landscaping fabric. Then he put down THREE tons (Correction from previous post) of chips. One ton of “trail mix” (the base layer) and two tons of mini slate chips.

Here’s the delivery of said chips:Ninja Man was a wee bit excited. I mean, he has had a HUGE excavator AND tons of stuff dumped, all in one week.

He worked into the night (okay, about 8:30 pm), but still, a long day for this recent retiree. Lo and behold (as momma used to say), within days it was time to get the bricks for the fire pit.

Ninja Man was in a LOT of pain but he persevered- and after a cortisone shot to the knee, he was back at it.

Those bricks are perfectly level. The guy who, in his career released private jets into the wild, is all about exact detail. The actual construction of the wood fire pit took less than a day, y’all.

True story.

Fun fact:

That is a rawhide mallet. The surface is soft so as not to break things like fancy brick.

Ninja Man’s dad used it and Ninja has been using it for the past 40 (plus) years. When I sent a picture to our son, he reminded me that he has also used it- so it’s pretty much at least a three-generation rawhide mallet.

I needed to take a grandLittle to ballet and about two hours later, I came home to this: Of course we had to get our chairs, a couple of beers and a cigar (Ninja, not me) and fire that thing up.

It is wonderful and awesome and absolutely what we wanted. This is in slow motion because… why not?

https://youtu.be/jUEjrRTOgUA

Part one of this project is finished.

Part two will be to simply add the gas fire pit, a fancy thing that we want to use when we just want an easy fire. Currently that one is riding around in the back of my car, still in the box.

Part three: well, that may take a while. We will add a structure over the biggest part of the area. While we still haven’t nailed down the exact design, we know it will have a tin roof.

I can see us rushing outside to pull up a chair and listen to the rain on that tin roof while a gentle fire glows from the gas fire pit. Every day is a better one here at Six Little Acres.

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Last, but absolutely not least, please keep our grandLittle Wren in prayer. She’s having a great time being four, but still fighting that fight.

Thanks for stopping by, and God bless.

Kathy Bo