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Zooming Along

The tomatoes are not looking good.

The yellow is not going away. In fact, it’s creeping further up the plant.

I’m getting worried.

So I pulled a few from the greenhouse yesterday: 2 Mr. Stripey, 2 Black Prince, 2 heirloom, 2 climbing vine and 2 beefsteak.

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I decided to plant a few earlier than my original plan. They are dying so I really have nothing to lose.

Joe was my big helper.

First, he dug a hole.

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We had to make sure that the hole was deep enough to bury the plant up and over the bottom leaves in the hope that new roots will grow and make them stronger. For the best results and the strongest plant, only the top few inches of the plant should be sticking out of the ground.

Next, Joe gently removed the plant from the container.

The little Fertil Pots are designed to be transplanted directly into the ground. I like these because no drainage holes are required and, once planted, roots can easily grow through the pot.

I told Joe to just tear it up a little bit at the bottom but he insisted on pulling the entire plant out, breaking up the roots a bit and then planting it in the hole.

I tore the Fertil Pot up and put it around the plant before covering it with dirt. It’s made of wood fiber and peat moss so acts as a mulch of sorts.

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Normally I water the plants in after transplanting, but the soil was already pretty damp and the weather forecast was predicting a light rain.

They all already look on the verge of death, but I’ve done what I could to save them. With luck and care, I might bring them back.

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In all this gloom, I did find a few fun surprises.

Cilantro is growing in the kitchen garden! Some of it went to seed last year and has now volunteered all over.

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Joe found some lovage freely growing in the back corner of the garden. It smells good and tastes like celery.

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And dill is growing everywhere on the west side of the garden. This will be great for keeping those horrid hornworms away from my tomatoes…should they grow.

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Borage is growing where I didn’t plant any. The leftovers from last year also went to seed so I’ll probably end up pulling a few and attempting to transplant them elsewhere or maybe giving them to a friend.

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After we were done in the kitchen garden, we took a stroll around front to check on the roses and strawberries.

Sometime in May, the roses will start blooming. They already have the start of buds and they get greener every day.

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The strawberries will be soon to follow. I wouldn’t be surprised if we get our first crop by mid-May.

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Everything is moving faster this year than last. I just hope that means a bigger and longer harvest and not a quick death.

The berries are blooming
The roses are too
Tomatoes are dying
Herbs sprouting anew

With hope a good season
We’ll have by and by
If not in my coffee
I’ll certainly cry

Yellow-Bellied

Mabel, The Bully had successfully cornered the Ruffled Feather Trio and the Scabby Gal duo.

They cowered in fear and thirst at the back corner of the playpen while Mabel paced back and forth, guarding the water.

The Nine Blondes were jumbled together on the ramp. Each time a brave bird tried to cautiously step out into the pen, Mabel darted toward it with her sharp beak.

Feathers would fly as the Blondes scrambled to get back into the coop.

As Mabel continued her pacing, one hen from the Trio met the beady eye of the leader of the Blondes in silent communication.

She nodded her head slightly, as if agreeing to a secret plan.

It was time.

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After a series of clucks, 5 hens spread out across the back of the playpen, ready to charge Mabel.

Quietly squawking, the Blondes lined up on the ramp, ready to dart out with speed and precision.

All beaks were ready and sharp. All hens nervous and all pullets determined.

In unison, all 14 birds charged Mabel.

It was a brutal battle. Feathers flew everywhere. The cluck of hens could be heard for miles.

When it was over, 9 weary Blondes huddled in a laying box trying to still their fast beating hearts.

Five terrified hens crouched at the back corner of the pen, looking even more bedraggled and raw than before the skirmish.

And Mabel, looking just as pristine as before the battle, clucked with satisfaction and continued to pace.

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Ex-traordinary Roots

I stopped by the greenhouse yesterday to check on all of my plants. I’ve been a bit overzealous with watering them…a bit paranoid that I’ll lose a few to thirst.

Now I’ve discovered that I was being so protective of them not getting enough water…a few of them now in the beginning stages of root rot and the leaves are turning yellow.

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Luckily, not all plants were infected. I transplanted the ones that were and discovered that the roots were not yet rotted. They were beautiful, extraordinary and tangled.

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In total, I transplanted 12 vining tomato plants. With luck, they’ll revive and the leaves will turn a bright, vibrant green once again.

After taking care of the tomatoes, I took a peek at the lettuce and herb table. The first round lettuce is quickly growing to full size and the second round is starting to poke out through the soil. I can’t wait until that very first salad of the season.

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As I wandered back home, I stopped by the coop. We’ve moved it to the vineyard and charged the birds with the clean-up task before we spread more mulch.

We installed a few pieces of lattice for the hops to grow up. It looks nice and will look even nicer once the hops grows up the lattice.

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Bright and sunny day
Chickens are in the vineyard
Boys are out to play

Why Yes, Those Are Pipe Cleaners…

It rained all day Saturday.

On Sunday, the sun rose high making the wet grass sparkle and shimmer…an invitation to come outside to work and play.

We’ve had a giant pile of wood mulch hanging out in the fedge for well over a week now. The weather or time has been keeping us from spreading it.

The boys have a blast climbing, digging and burying treasure in it.

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It’s not a matter of simply spreading the mulch. We have to pull the old mulch back, lay cardboard to keep weeds down, push the old mulch on the cardboard and then top it with fresh chips.

It’s time consuming, even with the help of the skid steer.

After an hour or so, we’d finished a small section of the fedge and started staking the thornless blackberries.

They’d gotten out of control last year, growing quickly and stretching out all over the place.

We tried to cage them, but it turned difficult and frustrating quickly, so we came up with another option.

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We staked two posts on either side of the tangled plant, stringing two pieces of twine in between. Of course, we didn’t have enough twine for all three plants…so we used some string from the boys’ kites.

They have about 8 million kites, so they won’t miss it.

We couldn’t find anything to attach the vines to the string. So I raided my craft box until I found the perfect thing.

Why yes, those are pipe cleaners.

Dazzling sun shines
Down on sparkling, green grass
Rainy clouds vanish

Veggie Swales

The swales are blooming and teeming with plant life. I walk through after a big rain and can hear frogs and see the trees as they green and blossom.

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We’ve started our journey to an edible food forest with perennials.

We have cherry trees, apple trees, pear trees, walnut, chestnut and almond trees along with a variety of non-productive support trees like oak and willow.

Now, it’s time to add a few annuals and perennial berry shrubs to the mix.

Some annuals, we can turn into perennials.

Dill is the perfect example. Last year, we had dill shooting up all over the place because we didn’t harvest it. We let it go to seed.

Black-seeded  Simpson lettuce also popped up everywhere. Both plants were stronger and more vigorous than when we planted them from seed the previous year.

The plan is to make a mix of seeds and soil to throw down in the swales. By mixing the seeds with dry and crumbly dirt, we will be able to spread across a wider area and ensure that we don’t end up with clumps of annuals.

We’ll scatter cabbage, broccoli, lettuce and spinach seeds.

The boys will fling amaranth, sunflower and marigold seed bombs all over the place…and probably at each other.

And we’ll spread dill, chives, ground cherry, cilantro, parsley, and borage seeds.

We’ll create and edible food forest with berries and veggies everywhere.

Of course, we’ll have to keep the chickens out.

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Seed bombers are back
Spreading flowers through the swales
Watch out you chickens

Under the Eave

The rosebushes have grown
They flourish under the eave
The berries too have blossomed
The earliest yet, I believe

The grass is also growing
In every little spot
The weeds are taking over
They invade each veggie plot

Yet other seeds are sprouting too
The borage for a start
The lettuce, carrots and the peas
Are each doing their part

I can hardly wait til August
To harvest all these fruits
And all summer watch the color
As each seed plants its roots

Roses and strawberries

Roses and strawberries

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Borage

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All of our greenhouse growth…tomatoes, broccoli, cabbage, peppers and cauliflower

 

 

The Bully

Most of the hens have feathers missing on their backs.

At first we thought the signs were consistent with moulting.

Then we saw the puncture wounds and scabs…and we knew.

Something was wrong.

Two old gals have horrid scabs on their backs, red and angry looking.

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Three unlucky ladies look disheveled most of the time…feathers missing and fear in their eyes.

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Only one is pristine.

Her feathers are red and glossy…not one out of place.

She’s the big one.

The one who pecks at hands.

The one who struts around looking down her beak at the other frightened hens.

The Bully.

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There’s a pecking order, and she’s at the top.

My guess is the Ruffled Feather Trio are somewhere in the middle and the Scabby Gal Duo are on the bottom, subject to all manner of harsh hazing.

Enter the Nine Blondes. I’m curious to see what will happen when the new girls find their courage. When they stop huddling together in terror.

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Will the Scabby Gal Duo enlist their help?

Will the two groups join forces with the Ruffled Feather Trio to take The Bully down?

Will they succeed in upsetting the pecking order?

Will they come out on top?

Only time will tell…

Big bully just wait
By sharp axe or by spiked beak
Your days are numbered

Staggering

We are stagger planting.

Every few weeks, we sow more lettuce, cilantro and other leafy greens so that we’ll (ideally) have a constant supply of fresh salads and herbs over the summer and as far into fall as we can.

We are also doing this with carrots and other root veggies that are a “one and done” producer.

Yesterday, I went to the greenhouse to plant another round of cilantro and buttercrunch lettuce.

I hadn’t been over in a few days, but all of my starts are still flourishing. Soon it will be time to start giving a few away and transferring a few to the outdoor garden.

I plan to ‘pot up’ a few tomatoes and peppers and leave them in the greenhouse environment to test production.

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The lettuce and herb table I started a few weeks ago is beautiful to behold. Rows of bright green buttercrunch and the promising start of cilantro and basil.

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For this round, I scattered more lettuce and cilantro in between the rows, filling up all of that wasted space. These are greens so I am not worried about overcrowding the produce.

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Baby cilantro leaves are packed with that delicious and distinct cilantro flavor. I just had to sample a few of the new sprouts.

After scattering the seeds, I stopped by to water the other plants. The Replacements are growing quickly. One Mr. Stripey that was all but dead has made a miraculous recovery and already has a strong and stout stem.

There is hope for them afterall.

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In this windy cold
Checking for eggs is brutal
Stumbling in the wind

Rainy Day Blues

Yesterday was dreary, rainy and cold.

The boys were even reluctant to go outside.

The chickens, were another story.

We introduced the new girls to the old hens over the weekend.

It was a slow introduction.

First, we let the little ones in the playpen while the big ones roamed freely during the day…as long as we were at home.

We did this for two days, shutting the big ones in at night and leaving the little ones in the pen to cuddle up and sleep.

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The girls were skittish, but the hens had little interest in them. They’d strut around and sniff at them a little…at least while we were watching. I have a feeling they bullied them a bit when we weren’t around.

We’ve read that the best time to fully merge the two groups is at night, so Sunday night we left the coop hatch open and waited to see what would happen.

The pullets huddled together on the ramp, wondering if they dared go inside. Ray gave them a little encouragement and soon they were all inside the coop.

We held our breath but heard no squawks so we knew the hens were already sleeping…or they just didn’t care.

Neither Ray nor I thought they would all be alive in the morning. The pullets were terrified of the hens. Can’t chickens smell fear?

But when I went out to check on them…they were all alive with no sign of a struggle.

Five little girls were piled and smushed in the plank that goes from the pen to the coop. Four were in the playpen huddled at the very back. Two big ladies were strutting back and forth around the water and the rest were inside guarding the food.

So much for everyone getting along.

 

 

Quiet Morning

We had a quiet morning
With only Jake and me
Working in the garden
Planting, checking trees

Lettuce, herbs and peas
Raspberries, broccoli too
Then we let the chickens out
To see what they would do

We walked around
To check the trees
To make some plans
To pull some weeds

We worked hard all morning
And then throughout the day
At twilight we were tired
But played games anyway

The day so long and pretty
How we enjoyed the sun
The night so still and chilly
Our quiet morning done

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Jake, planting a plastic bone

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Raspberry shoots we got from a friend

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The borage is sprouting!

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Asparagus!

A cherry tree...with blossums!

A cherry tree…with blossums!

Joe catching Jake in a net

Joe catching Jake in a net

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