The only thing I asked my youngins to harvest while we were gone were the gooseberries. They were just coming ripe. Guess what? We have no gooseberries. The birds got them. I forgot is not acceptable! Le sigh…
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Apparently, onion rings from Five Guys smell like fear.
Omg I’m getting on a plane tomorrow and going to the coast with my husband and we are going to not think about chickens or goats or plants or dog or anything for a whole week!
Except I’m worried the kids won’t follow the detailed day by day instructions I gave them and everything will die.
I’ll probably worry and call twice a day.
I purged a ton of people that I follow on here last night. I had stopped going on tumblr because it had become unmanagable. There was no way to get through all my dash in the amount of time I had and I was missing some of my favorites. I cut it in half. Half!! I’m sorry if you were one of them. I love you all, but realized I have got to make adjustments here.
The man is home. Now he’s sick. Airplane germs. It’s supposed to be 91 today. I better get to work.
My corn is shrimpy this year. We planted it in a new bed. There’s lots of brainy looking fungus growing in it… I hope it doesn’t kill it.
Back in early March when I first started seeds, I had 3 big black pots with greens seeds in them that I forgot to label. Once they got big enough, I recognized the tatsoi and mesclun, and I THOUGHT the last one looked like broccoli. Well, all my later broccoli is already heading and this hasn’t yet, though it still looks similar. Then while on the toilet yesterday I realized, it’s collards! Really big, blue collard greens. Looks just like my Waltham broccoli only a bit taller.
Label your seed starts, kids!
Having non-farmy old friends in town for a week is great! I get to take them out on the town and show off all my favorite spots here, sit around and reminisce, etc. It’s nice. I don’t get to see friends from my old life very often.
Having non-farmy old friends in town for a week is really stressful. All I want to do is go get dirty and weed the melon berm and muck the goat pen. But I feel like I have to entertain all the time and I know farming is not entertaining for them.
Today is the last day of school! No more bus driving for 3 months! I get to sleep in a bit! I’m so excited. Woohoo summer! Woohoo working outside! Except for the missing pay checks. That’s not so fabulous.
I agreed to do Oula with my friend tumblingdoe tomorrow. I am actually nervous that I’m going to have a heart attack mid class.
I just had to untangle a goat from a fence. It was a good, neat fence and I have no idea how she got in the mess she did. I would have snapped a picture, but she could have broken a leg or lost her hoof.
I heard Sadie scream and the dogs all ran outside. I followed them out to find her basically hanging by one back toe (half her hoof) from the top wire of 4 foot no-climb horse fence. I pushed past the other goats who looked a bit frightened and tried to untwist the wire, but I couldn’t. Every time I pushed or pulled she screamed again. So I ran out and got the heavy wire clippers and clipped 3 spots to get her free. After a quick once over in the stanchion I saw she was ok. She’s still panting which is worrisome, but I don’t think she’s really hurt. I’ll keep an eye on her.
Also the first sunburn of the season is in full effect.