Today is weekly grocery shopping and some yard work. I need to fix some wind damage to the run from last winter. I need to get started on a pen for quail too.Good Saturday morning, Everybody!
What are y'all doing today?
We've been having several days of intermittent rain, so gardening (mowing, weeding, etc.) has been put on hold as it's kind of damp and soggy out and underfoot and all things interior (cleaning, laundry) is on the chore list for today. Yesterday we set a record low for temps for this day (51) when it's supposed to average 77. Not complaining! If only there were fog... Nirvana!
The garden is producing. At present we're enjoying some lettuces and radishes. The kohlrabi and peas are taking their own sweet time. Tomato seedlings (San Marzano, Amish Paste, Boxcar Willie) are hardening off, plus I'll transplant a few volunteers (probably Roma) that I've discovered out in the rows. DH wants to try his hand at growing hops and then making beer. Did I mention he's an addictions counselor?
The chickens are doing great! The Easter Hatch-a-long batch in the garage is soon to be moved out to the juvie coop and my car can reclaim its space before the really hot weather begins. That batch is mostly pullets as the excess in cockerels got a one-way field trip to the raptor rescue center (a win-win as the rescuers don't have to buy food and can use those resources for vet bills.) The folks at the rescue showed me all sorts of hawks and owls they had recuperating as well as their charges that are injured beyond rerelease and so are used for classroom educational purposes. It was a really cool place!
In the guest room we have 19 Gambel's Quail eggs -- thanks to our dog who would not leave the nest alone -- about to go into lockdown. I found another quail nest on our front porch in the decorative pot at the entryway, but there's no dog access there and so they'll get to hatch the natural way. Anyway, the dogs at present are more interested in trying to track and catch the errant rabbits in our backyard. (Well, naturally, they're greyhounds after all.) It seems there's a brood under the woodpile.
No big plans for Mother's Day. If I'm lucky maybe the dogs will let me sleep in.
It will be a busy day!