An Authentic Life 1.1 for pdf - Universalist Radha-Krishnaism

Douglas Fir forest and clear the irrigation ditch from
where it met Little Butte Creek, through the pasture,
to the pond and another ditch where we installed a
good sized hydroelectric generator. The power company
ran a line to it and bought electricity from us..
It was great going into the forest every day,
wading in the stream moving logs and boulders--
what beautiful work. When the pasture was irrigated,
geldings stayed in it. We had chickens for eggs and
goats to eat the blackberry bushes.
A logging company did a seedling cut and
harvested trees from the ranch. We used a railroad
flatcar to make a bridge across the creek so they could
harvest the other side. I used an Alaskan mill to cut
huge slabs of board from a tree to make planks for the
bridge.
One night, my family and I returned from
Medford. I went out on the second floor balcony to
smoke. I could see a fire across the creek where a
loader and other equipment was located. I grabbed a
shovel and drove there. The fire was too big to put out
with a shovel. I called the Forest Service to send a
truck and crew to put it out.
I cleaned up after the loggers finished. It was
hard work piling slash in the hot sun for burning
while RVs headed down the road to fish and camp.
The loggers left many primo down trees, and the
owners wanted hardwood trees like oak and mountain
laurel removed so the fir would grow better.
I made a deal with the owners to work for
them half time for half pay. The other half time, I ran a
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