Bin perfect weather for doing the down right & DIRTy drudgery...garden prep work and spring pen clearing has been flying along. So don't it like seem that gardens and animal husbandry just go together, eh. Like ships in bottles...
Tater bed has 12 loads of composted turkey run plops, three loads of chicken and oat straw soiled bedding (need to do more in that aspect to this other part)--should rejuvenate the dirt for many years to come; a stich in time saves nine.
This was in the new orchard and only at -2C
Not very hot (not the 30C we had a week er so ago...that was brutal!), and getting down pretty often now to freezing cold...-4C AGAIN this morn. Extra glad I never once got tempted to put the bedding out plants OUT...disastrous and avoided.
Mantra of a good gardener in the Great White North is that nothing goes out till the first of June...not ever...one night of this and all the time, growth and effort is for naught.
Soil prep is the focus for now and the dogs are my worst critics...
Lacy exclaims, "You see what she's hauling! BLICK!"
They watch me haul the pen cleanings and then the composted plops out to the prepped up dirt and till them in...then taking chicken bedding with oat straw to complement it, haul that over and till it in. Fluff fluff, churn churn, mixy mix it up...hmmm...good...real plumb GOODNESS!
The dogs never give me a complaint about the produce grown...some carnivores...they love their greens!
Do the girl pups need their sugar peas? Well do yah??
Like most canines, they will snack on fresh poop too if given a chance. I just think perhaps it is the concept of recycled poop that gets their craw...you know, poop becomes dirt...and well round these here parts, dirt dogs is a phrase used to cuss not fuss over the dogs. Wah wah wah...
Heaven forbid the dogs get covered in dirt...not likely to get big huggies when yer a dusty doggette, eh. Nope, a dirt dog is not wanted so much.
Here's a slick and quick dinner plan for those of us that push the coin and end up starving from the daily grind and pondering...waz for dinner, eh?
Put a big old pot of water on to boil, add a dash of oil to prevent sticking...get it to boil and add spaghetti...
Take one onion & get her diced, center of a celery, sliced and diced up...open up two cans of cream of mush, need a pound of burger, and some milk...I added beef steak because I craved protein...more please!
Take out yer keep the peace maker (not the roller pin but the cast iron fry pan this round), brown the burger and drain if really fatty, toss in the onion and celery you've sliced up and fry all this mess...
When looking purdy cooked up...then add in the two cans of cream of mush soup, with some milk to simmer down, toss and mix this and voila...that be the sauce...
Do yer steaks to each of yer liking...add a sweet tea and tada...
Dinner done quick and simple with one of those in yer guts, comfort suppers. Haven't quite figure out how to twin oneself, so you gotta do double the duty if'n you want a good garden AND a great home life which still means you gotta feed yer faces.
Cheating with a charmed & educated life where you can play in the dirt and the poo and still manage to keep them engines running in tip topped up shape. Yee haw and slop the chooks, eh.
Doggone & Chicken UP!
Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada