It was a gorgeous weekend up here. 80 degrees on Friday and 72 on Saturday. Sunny and beautiful blue sky.
The chickens are now confined to their chicken yard. Except of course the four Aracaunas that can fly over the fence. This is a picture of the Bearded Lady who will soon be confined. We've discovered that she is our egg eater and can't be trusted around any Dominique's eggs. Interestingly, she never seems to eat one of her own.
We spent Friday afternoon and Saturday working outside. Deb and Aaron are cleaning out my window wells. I washed windows and put in screens. I found the baseball cleats and got them out ready for practice on Saturday morning.
My dh prepared the garden. He took off on Friday afternoon and got two loads of cow manure. The two older boys unloaded it from the truck and helped spread it around.
There were two loads like this. They unloaded one on Friday afternoon and one on Saturday morning.
A job that they weren't too sure was worth the money they were getting paid for it. But a job that had to be done before ball practice on Saturday morning.
My dh tilling the garden. That tiller has been worth its weight in gold. It does such a great job in breaking up the clods into a wonderfully fine soil.
Then Saturday afternoon, we began planting. We planted peas (both shell and snap), carrots, lettuce, spinach, onions, and beets. Tomorow we plant the rest of the onions and the potatoes.
This one is for Mike. I call it "Waiting".
And this one is called "Vegetable Potential".
The chickens are now confined to their chicken yard. Except of course the four Aracaunas that can fly over the fence. This is a picture of the Bearded Lady who will soon be confined. We've discovered that she is our egg eater and can't be trusted around any Dominique's eggs. Interestingly, she never seems to eat one of her own.
We spent Friday afternoon and Saturday working outside. Deb and Aaron are cleaning out my window wells. I washed windows and put in screens. I found the baseball cleats and got them out ready for practice on Saturday morning.
My dh prepared the garden. He took off on Friday afternoon and got two loads of cow manure. The two older boys unloaded it from the truck and helped spread it around.
There were two loads like this. They unloaded one on Friday afternoon and one on Saturday morning.
A job that they weren't too sure was worth the money they were getting paid for it. But a job that had to be done before ball practice on Saturday morning.
My dh tilling the garden. That tiller has been worth its weight in gold. It does such a great job in breaking up the clods into a wonderfully fine soil.
Then Saturday afternoon, we began planting. We planted peas (both shell and snap), carrots, lettuce, spinach, onions, and beets. Tomorow we plant the rest of the onions and the potatoes.
This one is for Mike. I call it "Waiting".
And this one is called "Vegetable Potential".
6 comments:
Wow, good work!!!!!
awwwww....thanks for the shout out, ds-i-l!
good pic. good title.
i doubt that working with cow manure is anyone's favorite job, but as far as smells of the animal kingdom go, cows are by no means the worst.
That is for sure! Chicken manure smells much worse in my opinion.
I'm tired just looking at your blog. Where is the Saturday naptime? You guys are impressive.
No naps for the gardeners. Here in the North, you can't waste a good warm day.
Though I want a nap today!
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