Let The Gardening Begin

 

Beckett was my little farming helper today.

Claude says that gardening is hard work.  She loves to sleep in the sunshine, anywhere I am working.  I'm feeling the love!

We are off to Evans for that good, rich soil to top off all of the beds.

The man is a machine!

Some places are tight, and we have to take a bucket on the overland trail to get to them.

Murph's first Sun Tea of the season.

Mr. John from next door is checking to see how far along we are.  He has to rebuild some of his beds that but up to the fence.  I think we have a friendly competition when it comes to gardening.

First beds complete.  Now to add goat poop.

This is where we start next time we get dirt.  One truckload equals about 10 wheelbarrow loads.

I love ending my night with a campfire, listening to the birds, and listening to the neighborhood dogs talk to each other.

I'm Loving It!

 It's Spring Break, and the weather feels that way, but they say it may not last long.

So I have to get while the getting is good.

Bloom garden is all cleaned out and ready to sow seeds.  I am dreaming and dreaming.

The Goat Pen

All the tall raised beds are ready to go.

The garlic bed is waking up from its long winter's nap.

This bed is cleaned out but still needs lots of TLC.

And Here We Go

 

I have my new gloves and my first campfire.  Life smells and feels so good.

The yahoos soaked some seeds in a baggie in the kitchen window and I planted them in a pot.  Hopefully, they will grow up the little trellis,

Claude looks like she might be a garden helper.  And then again maybe not because she loves resting in the sun.

A Gardening Experiment

 Murph has been wanting to try this for some time.

We just left some of the pumpkins sitting in hopes that they will rot and some seeds will grow.  They are in the actual pumpkin patch.

Everything else we used for the Wammyville Pumpkin Patch was thrown back into the leaf collection/compost pile. We are hoping to get a gate built to keep the yahoos and the dogs out come spring. We are keeping our fingers crossed on this one.

Garlic, Gourds, and Peppers

I planted garlic.  And have replanted the same garlic a few times because something keeps digging it up!  Driving me crazy.  Then I went out on Friday and looked and I saw two garlic sprouts.  So today I plan to put a blanket of straw on top for the winter.  Good night garlic.

The last bunch of gourds.

The last of the hot stuff for Murph!

Green paper beauties.

Our vegetable gardening season has come to an end for the year.  We had a good time but were a little disappointed with the yield.  Better luck next year.  I'm already dreaming of what we should plant and where the plants will live.

The Garlic Is Planted

The garlic is planted with a little help from my friend, Avery.

Hopefully next fall we will have 32 beautiful garlic plants appear.

Avery loves a good lunchbox pepper.

Some Tree Trouble

 While we were dealing with a downed power line that strung from one side of the yard to the other our neighbors were dealing with trees and limbs all over their yards.  We were extremely lucky not to be dealing with any of that.

I don't know how but Gabe spotted a 'yellow limb' on the oak tree.  I text pics to two of 'my lawn guys' and then an email to the Cincinnati Nature Center to see if any of them could tell me about this yellow limb.  They all agreed that it was some type of fungus.  I was worried that it would spread and kill our awesome tree.  The consensus was that t it would be best to cut it off so no one or no dogs would get hurt.

Kory came over with something from his deer hunting/climbing equipment.

And there he goes up the trunk.

It is a pretty massive oak tree.

The affected limb looks like it has a light on the inside.

Kory cutting with a small chain saw.

Slowly but surely it begins to fall.

Kory's job is finished.

Now it is my turn to come in and get rid of the evidence.

 

I enjoyed my campfire with some tea and I listened and finished a book.

This one little piece is all there is remaining.

If it wasn't for our Wammyville family village I don't know how we would do it.  Thanks, Jon for doing the research, and thanks Kory for the muscle.

I Love All The Colors

 

Cukes from the third planting.  Hope they make it.

One day's picking.

Nuts on the Bottle Brush Buckeye.

The last squash.

The gourds are coming.

This bunch has Murph's name all over them.

The gourds make me smile.

Large sunflower for the birds.

beauties