Dreaming of Spring Gardening in the Middle of a Wisconsin winter part 2

[oldhenlikesdogs]

Husband wouldn't do that cat food. Just the corn and marmalade. Still went in and cleaned out the cat chow. Tonight we are doing cat chow. Better catch it before it gets too fat to fit in the livetrap.

Lots of deer here. Husband keeps telling me about the bucks he keeps seeing every morning.

 

[jvls1942]

this is the 25 plants in the 2'x3' planter.
they are blossoming like crazy.
I hope the bees can find the flowers in all that thicket.

 

[ShrekDawg]

Hello

 

[oldhenlikesdogs]

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Hey. I gotta go out and water and pick in my garden. I keep putting it off.

 

[ShrekDawg]

Hey. I gotta go out and water and pick in my garden. I keep putting it off.

Oh gosh lol

 

[Callender Girl]

I have returned from the North Shore of Lake Superior. Jim, I am already back into my routine of getting up too early again, thanks to help from the house critters.

The trip was great. We had a little trouble with Carolyn's SUV not wanting to start a few times. She put the portable battery pack on it and it did, so we feared the problem was the alternator. Once we got it to start yesterday morning, we didn't shut the vehicle off all the way from near the Canadian border until she got home in southern Iowa. Turns out, it was just a loose battery cable. Both of us should have known to check that!

Lots went on here. There's a ripe pumpkin on my deck, produced by the vines in her pen that the ewe hasn't eaten. I've never had pumpkins this early, but at least two more are almost ripe. I haven't checked the zucchini plants yet, but the cherry tomatoes are in overdrive.

Calypso, the spayed cat in the bathroom, knocked over a potted sansevieria is more than 40 years old. The pot is shattered and there's a bit of the plant that MIGHT make it.

Dinah lost her collar tag in the very high un-mowed lawn. The tag reads: "Oh poop! I'm lost!" However, that's supposed to refer to Dinah, of course. It will be much easier to order a new one than to find the original -- which will, no doubt, turn up once I place the order.

Despite a note -- and to no one's surprise, I write very detailed notes -- saying not to disturb Squeak on her clutch of eggs, the pet sitter collected all of Squeak's eggs and put them with everyone else's in the containers on the counter. Today, I will sort through all the eggs I can recognize by color and shape as not belonging to an Iowa Blue hen, and toss any that might have partially grown chicks inside. They would have been the offspring of the hateful Bantam rooster that Pip and Squeak live with and I don't need more chicks, anyway.

My indoor chicks have to get outside. They grew much too large for the brooder in the week I was gone, and the larger Cochin has pecked a bald spot on the back of the smallest girl. Also, the entire upstairs is covered in chick dust and dander.

It doesn't tale long for the Zen peacefulness of a relaxing week away from responsibilities, cell phones and computers to disappear when I return to reality. Today, I will be doing laundry, sorting through everything I didn't unpack and cleaning coops.

 

[oldhenlikesdogs]

Welcome back Barb. Sounds like a lot excitement at home while you were gone. Hopefully you get caught back up quickly.

Last night when I went out with dogs for final out I shined into the cat shed and there was a big coon eating the cat food. I went back into the house, woke up the husband. He got the 22. Unfortunately the coon turned and ran quickly when he opened the door and shot into the shed. In hindsight it was a bad plan. The coon ran out the cat door, and than around the big shed and disappeared. Too bad we don't have any coonhounds anymore. Would have made a great hunt.

I'm sure it will be back. Next time perhaps the shotgun. I'm getting tired of feeding it.

 

[ShrekDawg]

Welcome back Barb. Sounds like a lot excitement at home while you were gone. Hopefully you get caught back up quickly.

Last night when I went out with dogs for final out I shined into the cat shed and there was a big coon eating the cat food. I went back into the house, woke up the husband. He got the 22. Unfortunately the coon turned and ran quickly when he opened the door and shot into the shed. In hindsight it was a bad plan. The coon ran out the cat door, and than around the big shed and disappeared. Too bad we don't have any coonhounds anymore. Would have made a great hunt.

I'm sure it will be back. Next time perhaps the shotgun. I'm getting tired of feeding it.

Oh wow

 

[jvls1942]

glad to see you back all rested and safe, Barb.
nice and cool this morning. it should be that way all day, I hope.
supposed to rain a lot today. that's OK . things need watering.
the blackberries are at peak for picking.
Annie picked two ice cream buckets full.
just picking along the edge of the patch.
She is not up to wading into the depths of the briars like she used to do.
one year she picked 1oo pounds in one day.
those days are not any more.
her goal is 15 to 2o pounds. enough for a batch of wine.
even with the rain, I can still work in the lawn mower shed. just getting there without getting wet will be the challenge.
Barb, I suppose now is too late to float your eggs ?
we once went away for a week and had a neighbor kid feed the birds etc.
we came back to find kitty litter in the feeders. well, it looked like crumbles, lol

 

[ShrekDawg]

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