Diary 4/23/16

Seems like the harder I try, the slower I go sometimes. Trying to reason with that and slow down, ha-ha! So, I have missed blogging some progress on the farm. I am in charge of the Shady Cove/ Trail Wildflower Show which is coming up on May 7th and 8th. We will be collecting the flowers next week.

I have started some tomatoes for the plant sale and a few neighbors and friends. Not the 3000 we used to do!

Diary 4/6/16

Calypso Orchid

Putting 1" aviary wire down into three foot deep beds, creating a giant basket of soil the gophers cannot get into. Hoping to have peppers and eggplant this year. Made a potato box and could use a couple more. Again, gopher protection in order to get food! What a battle it has become. the work we do this year will last into the future, so that is good. Just lucky I didn't have all these problems when I was farming commercially. Hot today, I saw 84 degrees on the thermometer. Supposed to be a little hotter tomorrow and then a break for the weekend and possible showers.

Diary 3/24/16

A sunny day. They have been few and far between. Enjoying the rain after enduring drought, just wish we could have a couple sunny days in a row to dry things out a bit. Ah well, never satisfied, ha-ha. Turning beds, weeding and getting ready for later season crops.

This guy showed up; gardener's best friend, the lowly earthworm.

Diary 3/21/16: back from AZ

Back from the sunny, warm air of southern Arizona. Back to rain and the beginning of spring. The plum trees are blooming and here and there I have bulbs flowering, but in general things are just waking up compaired to the south where the wildflowers were in bloom and insects and birds were busy busy.

Diary 3/5/16

And so it all begins...

Diary 2/29/16

It's Leap Day! My mother told me it was the one day per four years that a girl could ask a guy to marry her. Look out guys! Meanwhile, the mild weather continues with a high snow level and a little rain every three days. The first daffodils showed up and the gardening hormones are starting to kick in!

Diary 2/12/16 : Hobbs

A bed switch .Way back when his Pal, Baxter, came for his first visit. Baxter was my grand-dog. We didn't have any grandchildren yet.

The thing about Hobbs was that he was a lover, not a fighter. That got him into alot of trouble. He got beat up several times when he was young , seriously beat up. He wouldn't kill anything. I saw him with a skunk in his mouth once that he put down to clean. Not a varmint dog mentality. He also use to carry earthworms around in his mouth, picking them up with dirt and all carefully in his lips. Then the time he got into some poison didn't help. I think that added to his brain trauma, insecurities and eventual blindness. He was the sweetest dog I have known and may ever know.