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Currently on Run Amuck Tree Farm
I was taking care of my mother while she waited for a place in a retirement center when the call finally came from the retirement center. We got her moved in and I went back to work. Supposed to get enough money to find an apartment but my sister and her husband, executor of the estate, millionaires at large decided I didn't deserve any money. Thought they did see fit to try and charge the estate $10,000 for two 3-4 day trips they made a couple of years ago when I was in South Florida to carry my mother around to check out nursing homes. They stayed in hotels rather than at her 4 bedroom house. I couldn't even stay at the house while they got ready for the estate sale. With little cash I had to find a place to live quick. I found a job and moved onto Run Amuck tree farm with Mark, who I've known since 1985. Fortunately I already had my possessions stored in 16 of those plastic tubs and a couple of duffel bags. It's going to be a lot less when I leave Run Amuck. It's back to basics time!! Of course the car breaks down with a major electrical repair problem when I don't have the funds to fix it and I lose the job and go back on the bus. Yes, there is a bus stop a 30 minute walk from Run Amuck. It runs one hour in one direction and the other direction the next hour.
The trailer before Mark fixed the tractor and bushwhacked the weeds.
The first night I crashed on the ground on a duffel bag of clothes. The next day I liberated a cot from the tool room at my mother's house and spent a couple of nights with the mosquitoes in my nature bed.
But after a few nights with nature I decided to move inside the Camper. Half of it was a tool room and the other half is the outhouse and another tool room. Fortunately there's a wall in between. Outhouse/Tool room door below.
My Front Door (below)
Sleeping Arrangements
The Kitchen and Living Room The nice thing about having dirt floor is that you don't have to clean up the water from the holes in the tin roof. It just soaks right in. And you can spit on the floor too.
Run Amuck Tree Farm is a place of unique yard ornaments.
Sunrise
Sunrise from the Kitchen
It gets up to 5 degrees colder out there on the muck than what they report in the city. And just before dawn, when the fog starts to roll in it gets real cold.
The only lights in the Barn are Christmas lights Mark found on a construction site.
Boots the Hunter taking a nap. Boots is always killing some animal (such as the Rabbit below) and bringing it back to the yard to share with Mark. Sometimes he slips it inside Mark's trailer and Mark has to find it with his feet when he gets up or by the smell if Boots hid it real good.
Boots the Hunter on Watch
My Doorman: Sammy
Big Wind came. Top of palm just missed my camper. Free firewood!!!
In the mornings the fog rolls in and you lay in your 30 degree sleeping bag with socks, pants, a sweat suit and a jacket with a raincoat over the top of the bag to hold in the heat and wait for that chill to go away.
Mark sometimes get a little too close to the drainage ditch or maybe it was a little too much "beer in his eye" as he puts it. It's not the first time and it won't be the last. A neighbor who clears land brought his payloader over and pulled it out. Didn't charge anything.
In the evening you need a burn barrel to fight the chill of the November nights.
Guardians spirits of the entry road
Bobby the Bobcat in the distance. I've got a photo of a deer somewhere where I can't find it.
Hawk on a Post
Spider Webs in the morning dew
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