[Hopetoun] Fencing in Feelings, Hemming in Hope
Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2021 9:51 pm
She had been in this situation so many times before.
Looking at the pile of wood and the beautiful Oasis which she'd created, Vega considered that she needed to think about this logically. The farmland around Hopetoun was fertile, with the volcanic soil and the oasis now together, plus Sir Chip's growing of things. It was looking more and more like they would soon have a lot of fresh produce. "The thing is," Vega said to Reese, her cousin, "We've got this oasis, an' all this green stuff, an' we've got the farmland, an' Sir Chip's orchard. But it would help if it were protected from predators, you know?" Reese looked at her and he sighed. He was about to launch into one of his 'they're not biqaj, they aren't our clan, why do you want to help them' speeches, and Vega glared at him.
"I want you to jus' not," she said. "Jus', for to-trial, please, jus' don't be an ass. We came here because I need to rest, Reese. I need to. An' you know, an' I know that I can not do that while I'm sittin' around. I need to be busy, an' this place is run by someone I think is ok," in fairness, it was not bad as assessments went. Most people were firmly in the 'irritatin' dweeb' category as far as Vega was concerned, and Darius was 'ok'. He wasn't a friend yet. That would take longer, or more, or something else. But, he was firmly in the category of 'ok'. "An' maybe we can help. That is goin' to be better for me than any luxury resort an' you know it. So, can we jus' build a fence around this oasis an' the farmland, an' the orchard, please?" Reese looked at her and he sighed.
And in that sigh, Vega knew she had him beat.
"Fine," Reese said. He looked at her and Vega smiled. "Thank you," she said. Reese, Shon, Huw, her three cousins had been worried about her because of how things had turned out in Rharne. Vega was pleased for their love, happy for their concern, but equally, she didn't want their fuss. She would be the first to admit that she was a contrary and demanding woman. "So, what do we do?" Vega asked.
"Well, first thing, is we need to decide on the type of fence," Reese said and she frowned. "Decorative, or functional?"
That was a no brainer for Vega. "Functional first an' foremost." she said. Looking at him she raised an eyebrow and then spoke. "I want to make it the best it can be," she said. Reese gave her a look which told her what he was thinking; and he was thinking that she was about to make his life harder.
"Look. What it we make this like a sandwich of two fences?" He sighed. "That's a gabion fence, Eva," he said. "You want a gabion? The stone fence with a wire mesh around it?"
"Yes an' no," she said. He rolled his eyes. Not even the complicated was straightforward with Vega. "So...?"
"Outside, it'll be a fence. Six foot tall, I reckon. Then, a foot away from that, a foot inside, another fence. A livin' one. I'm reckonin' that should be a mixture of cranberries, gooseberries an' herbs. In between the two fences are stones an' rocks sittin' on top of troughs. The stones an' rocks an' stuff, they collect up the rainwater an' that drains into the troughs, so that we can build an irrigation system later." She looked at him and saw the expression on his face. "So, we'll have fruit, an' herbs, an' we want to make sure that there's mint growin' too, to keep away the birds. Outside fence, inside livin' fence, an' a gabion in between. Troughs underneath for fresh water an' irrigation, an' that'll be a fence that's actually useful."
Reese looked at her and shook his head. "You can't help it, can you?"
Vega beamed at him. "Nope," she said. "The moment I wake up, I have to be demandin'. So, you up to it?"
He sighed and nodded. Vega beamed.
Looking at the pile of wood and the beautiful Oasis which she'd created, Vega considered that she needed to think about this logically. The farmland around Hopetoun was fertile, with the volcanic soil and the oasis now together, plus Sir Chip's growing of things. It was looking more and more like they would soon have a lot of fresh produce. "The thing is," Vega said to Reese, her cousin, "We've got this oasis, an' all this green stuff, an' we've got the farmland, an' Sir Chip's orchard. But it would help if it were protected from predators, you know?" Reese looked at her and he sighed. He was about to launch into one of his 'they're not biqaj, they aren't our clan, why do you want to help them' speeches, and Vega glared at him.
"I want you to jus' not," she said. "Jus', for to-trial, please, jus' don't be an ass. We came here because I need to rest, Reese. I need to. An' you know, an' I know that I can not do that while I'm sittin' around. I need to be busy, an' this place is run by someone I think is ok," in fairness, it was not bad as assessments went. Most people were firmly in the 'irritatin' dweeb' category as far as Vega was concerned, and Darius was 'ok'. He wasn't a friend yet. That would take longer, or more, or something else. But, he was firmly in the category of 'ok'. "An' maybe we can help. That is goin' to be better for me than any luxury resort an' you know it. So, can we jus' build a fence around this oasis an' the farmland, an' the orchard, please?" Reese looked at her and he sighed.
And in that sigh, Vega knew she had him beat.
"Fine," Reese said. He looked at her and Vega smiled. "Thank you," she said. Reese, Shon, Huw, her three cousins had been worried about her because of how things had turned out in Rharne. Vega was pleased for their love, happy for their concern, but equally, she didn't want their fuss. She would be the first to admit that she was a contrary and demanding woman. "So, what do we do?" Vega asked.
"Well, first thing, is we need to decide on the type of fence," Reese said and she frowned. "Decorative, or functional?"
That was a no brainer for Vega. "Functional first an' foremost." she said. Looking at him she raised an eyebrow and then spoke. "I want to make it the best it can be," she said. Reese gave her a look which told her what he was thinking; and he was thinking that she was about to make his life harder.
"Look. What it we make this like a sandwich of two fences?" He sighed. "That's a gabion fence, Eva," he said. "You want a gabion? The stone fence with a wire mesh around it?"
"Yes an' no," she said. He rolled his eyes. Not even the complicated was straightforward with Vega. "So...?"
"Outside, it'll be a fence. Six foot tall, I reckon. Then, a foot away from that, a foot inside, another fence. A livin' one. I'm reckonin' that should be a mixture of cranberries, gooseberries an' herbs. In between the two fences are stones an' rocks sittin' on top of troughs. The stones an' rocks an' stuff, they collect up the rainwater an' that drains into the troughs, so that we can build an irrigation system later." She looked at him and saw the expression on his face. "So, we'll have fruit, an' herbs, an' we want to make sure that there's mint growin' too, to keep away the birds. Outside fence, inside livin' fence, an' a gabion in between. Troughs underneath for fresh water an' irrigation, an' that'll be a fence that's actually useful."
Reese looked at her and shook his head. "You can't help it, can you?"
Vega beamed at him. "Nope," she said. "The moment I wake up, I have to be demandin'. So, you up to it?"
He sighed and nodded. Vega beamed.