Another weekend in the dirt.
This weekend:
Moved dirt, planted potatoes, onion starts, a lemon balm(YAY!) squash and wildflower mats, sent the birds after slugs & bugs, reseeded the pasture, herded & babysat the goats, fed chickens, built a planter/cairn thing, filled that with clay, straw and dirt, planted artichokes, bergamot, basil, oregano, and cilantro, dug a little drainage channel (this is actually more fun than work, I like making little rivers), entertained, watched and shooed the chickens off the garden, and made brownies. I did a smattering of revenue-producing activity, and watched Doctor Who.
WHY? Because I needed exercise, fresh air and a break from the screen. NOW I need a shower.
Next weekend: Much earned and needed camping and debauchery.
Funniest thing I saw this weekend was Albert (a large black cat) and a three-month-old chicken facing off. "Albert, be nice." Says I, concerned the cat would decide the little chicken was either a toy or a meal. Albert warily turned and began walking away, at which point the chicken ran after him and pecked him on the butt!
Albert shot off across the yard like a watermelon seed.
Moved dirt, planted potatoes, onion starts, a lemon balm(YAY!) squash and wildflower mats, sent the birds after slugs & bugs, reseeded the pasture, herded & babysat the goats, fed chickens, built a planter/cairn thing, filled that with clay, straw and dirt, planted artichokes, bergamot, basil, oregano, and cilantro, dug a little drainage channel (this is actually more fun than work, I like making little rivers), entertained, watched and shooed the chickens off the garden, and made brownies. I did a smattering of revenue-producing activity, and watched Doctor Who.
WHY? Because I needed exercise, fresh air and a break from the screen. NOW I need a shower.
Next weekend: Much earned and needed camping and debauchery.
Funniest thing I saw this weekend was Albert (a large black cat) and a three-month-old chicken facing off. "Albert, be nice." Says I, concerned the cat would decide the little chicken was either a toy or a meal. Albert warily turned and began walking away, at which point the chicken ran after him and pecked him on the butt!
Albert shot off across the yard like a watermelon seed.