Garlic tucked away in the garden.

50 cloves. 50 cloves should be more than enough. I grow ample for all the mouths here but few actually eat much of what I grow. So I’m getting to the point that I will worry more about myself and putting up enough for myself. There is plenty of produce I grow and if theyContinueContinue reading “Garlic tucked away in the garden.”

Peas and Onions

@ 10:57 am. 61.5°F, 82% humidity, NW 1.3 mph wind, cloudy This is the worst harvest of onions I have ever had. Could be a few reasons for this but the soil I know was good. I have always grown whoppers and prize winners so these little sad things are disappointing. At least I don’tContinueContinue reading “Peas and Onions”

Solar Electric Fencing

4:45 pm 61°F, cloudy, W 7 mph wind, trace rain It’s been sprinkling today but not enough to really register on the weather app. It was certainly damp when I was finishing up the electric fencing this morning. Other than the yellow poles, we already had the netting and I had the solar box fromContinueContinue reading “Solar Electric Fencing”

I didn’t have anymore ducks to give…

Until now. @ 7:45 pm, 70°F, mostly sunny, W 7 mph wind, 0” rain, moderate fire risk My bestie who also shares this property has craved the attention of ducks ever since I had brought over my old duck from the farm. She was my last duck, an old duck, and I could not bareContinueContinue reading “I didn’t have anymore ducks to give…”

Wind Storm- Flying Buildings and Blueberry Jam

54°, light rain, breezy “I’m tired of these storms! There never used to be so many!” Proclaimed my climate change denying neighbor when I mentioned another storm arriving Sunday. Last week we had a bit of a storm. And one I wasn’t quite expecting. Tuesday night, I woke up on hearing a bang and aContinueContinue reading “Wind Storm- Flying Buildings and Blueberry Jam”

Navigating Family Trauma: Reuniting with My Incarcerated Brother

Today, my youngest brother pulled up the gravel driveway and parked his 30 year old red Nissan S.U.V. next to my 2016 Nissan rig. His big foot tire cover matching my big foot bumper stickers. I haven’t seen him in 5 years. The gritty details is his story to tell but it was traumatic theContinueContinue reading “Navigating Family Trauma: Reuniting with My Incarcerated Brother”