I think the closing will take all the rest of my bank account. Checks flying all over the place.  We will own the New Bedlam Farm at 3 p.m. Thursday. We are excited. Terrified also. Sometimes you just have to let it fly. Not a spiritual time, although it is a spiritual opportunity.

One of the many nice things about the New Bedlam Farm is that is well situated for us to do some of the things we have come to love – show Red off with the sheep, give Maria a chance to sell her art and the art of the artists she loves. I suggested that if we get into the new place in the Fall – Bedlam Farm isn’t sold yet and we won’t move fully until it is – it might be fun to schedule some times when I will work with Red and the sheep right next to the farmhouse. Maria can gather some of her artists and sell some art.

That would be a great use of the new place. Red should be seen – it is important. And art should be made and sold. Maria loved the idea of devoting some weekend mornings to that – informal gatherings at the New Bedlam Farm.

Beyond that, I plan to open up new pastures, dig out hiking trails, walk the dogs in the woods,  walk with Simon, take care of Rocky,  love my new neighbors, sit on the porch and bullshit and watch the trucks flying bye. And take lots of new photos, write many books and e-books and by the way – cable is available in the new place! More of everything, poor people.