An Occasional Digest
In one week, our total animal-count when from six to two. Upon getting back from Christmas, we found three chickens dead and interrupted the raccoon in killing the fourth. We’d pulled into the driveway around 9pm, and we were sitting …
Garden update. The junk mulch is coming apart at the seams. The chickens broke in. Their wings are clipped now, but that doesn’t mean we always remember to close the garden gate. On other fronts, we’re seeing a bumper crop of wild-cultivated tomato plants. …
On the night of the root beer float and green olive frenzy, this is what the mister was up to: Summer Party invitations.
Mid-March. Time to start the tomatoes and kale. This year, we’re on top of it. The garden is up to speed, paths marked out, the soaker hose strategically buried under the sheet mulch. More importantly, for the first time in …