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Dung Dilemma

My veggies are not doing as well as they have in years past. It may be due to the chicken manure. Maybe we didn’t let the kitchen garden rest enough after moving the chickens out.

The area of the garden that the chickens started on is rocking. The cabbage, broccoli and dill are ridiculously big.

I’ve actually been pulling the dill around the brassicas to make sure they get enough sunlight. It’s that overgrown. The chickens have enjoyed the treat.

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I found a surprise while checking on the amaranth. There were at least 15 volunteer tomatoes hanging out. I pulled 10 and planted them out back.

They were way too close together in the kitchen garden and would suck the life out of all the plants around them.

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But the peppers and tomatoes on the opposite end near the deck are not getting much bigger. This section is where the chickens most recently pooped.

We only let it rest for a few weeks whereas the brassica section rested for most of the winter and into Spring.

The plants are still green and look great for the size they are…they just don’t seem to be growing much.

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At first I thought that we just had a bad batch of tomatoes and peppers. It’s possible that every single variety we planted was a dud, right?

Then I saw the amaranth.

It’s been a month and the seeds I planted closest to the deck are just now sprouting up. The sprouts look relatively healthy with beautiful red stems.

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But the same type of amaranth, planted at the same time, is thriving at the opposite end.

I suppose it could be a volunteer batch from last year that just happened to grow exactly where I planted seeds this year…but I doubt it.

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What am I doing to save the underdogs?

Fertilizing.

I’ve used powdered eggshell, some used coffee grounds and epsom salt as soil amendments. Now, for a little extra oomph, my assistant and I are throwing down organic tomato and vegetable fertilizer.

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Take that chicken poop.

My garden’s success
Is threatened by chicken poop
Time to fertilize

Chalky Words

Today, after pulling a few thistles and picking some strawberries, we abandoned our gardening and got out the brand new sidewalk chalk.

The sun was out and the driveway a blank canvas for the boys to draw shapes and mazes.

After Joe wrote his name and drew a few circles, I went inside to get word and picture matching flashcards I had laminated earlier in the morning. I’ve started a “letter of the week” program that I found on Pinterest on a site called alittlepinchofperfect.com.

It’s a great program! The activities and lessons can be tailored to each boy. They are fun and fast and cover the following tot and preschooler curriculum goals:

  • Memorization
  • Exploration
  • Life Skills
  • Increasing attention span
  • Fine motor skills
  • Creative thinking
  • Problem Solving
  • Letters and sounds
  • Numbers
  • Handwriting
  • Science

I ran inside and grabbed the flashcards.

First, I wrote the words on the sidewalk, placing the matching picture above each word.

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Next, I shouted out each word, asking the boys to race to find them. A little friendly competition never hurts to motivate two energetic boys.

They ran around looking for the pictures. Joe circled the picture before picking it up and handing it to me. Jake stomped on the cards as he found them.

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After they found all of the pictures, I placed the word card above each chalk word and showed them each picture. Joe did a great job with this one. Jake followed him around and, after Joe found the word, shouted, “Here it is!”

Finally, without using the flashcards, I spelled each word out loud. They were on their scooters at this point, so I asked them to run the words over.

They both did a great job with all of these tasks. Jake did best when finding the pictures and both boys were able to find the words quickly as I spelled them out.

I had their full attention up until the last two words. Joe, finished with the game, took a piece of red sidewalk chalk and drew and “X” through each word.

“I’m done with this game Mommy.”

The fun learning lasted for about 20 minutes and then it was time to play and plant a few seeds before heading inside for lunch.

 

 

 

 

Saved!

My feet slowly trudged to the greenhouse
Afraid of what I might find
I’d moved all my plants to the south side
They stood sadly all in a line

I opened the fence and I locked it
I cautiously walked to the door
The heat of the inside was stifling
My eyes slowly looked to the floor

To my great surprise they were living!
They’d changed back from yellow to green
I twirled ’round with shock, glee and delight
I’m sure that I made quite a scene

Everything else was still lovely
The lettuce still flourished and grew
Cilantro and basil delightful
I watered with my little crew

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Recovering slowly. Too much heat and sun caused the leaves to yellow.

 

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Lettuce going crazy! We’ll have our first salad of the season this week.

 

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Basil smells great. We’ll have a bumper crop…if Joe doesn’t eat it all.

 

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My helpers for the day!

 

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

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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Over and Around

Yesterday, the boys and I went on a hike in the late afternoon.

Through the swales, over the swales and all around the swales.

I gave them a mission.

“Be on the lookout for trees boys, and let me know when you see one.”

Feeling this was an important mission, Joe raced down the path spotting trees and shouting, “Right here! There’s one right here!”

Jake ran right behind him, mimicking his shouts.

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I followed taking notes on my clipboard.

We have 47 trees in our swales.

We planted more than that last year, but many died early on or didn’t make it through the winter.

We have 47 trees that are alive with leaves sprouting in different shades of green.

There are fruit trees: cherry, apple and pear; a few nut trees: chestnut, walnut and almond; and a sprinkling of other miscellany: lavender, pussy willow, corkscrew willow, oak and a few question marks.

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The boys had completed their mission long before I’d finished documenting the tree varieties on my swale map.

They were playing in the dirt pile when I walked back to the house. I stood and watched them play for a few minutes thinking about how excited they get when they feel they are a part of the work.

They don’t even see it as work…it’s a mission, a game.

It’s a joy to watch.

I called them to the kitchen garden. One final chore needed to be done before we could turn in for the day.

I had toted three cabbage pots over from the greenhouse. I’m not willing to risk all of them by planting too early, so these three will be my weather test.

Once I told the boys the plan, they were eager to help.

Joe passed them out to us.

One for Jake…

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One for Joe…

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And one for me.

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The cat supervised.

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In the yard today
Warm sun setting on our backs
Cats purring, stretching

Greening Up

A storm rolled through in the wee hours this morning.

Rain and thunder.

Big, loud claps of thunder.

Our dog was freaking out.

Our boys were fast asleep.

A few hours later, I poured myself a cup of coffee and stared out the kitchen window. I smiled as the steam rose and the cup warmed my hands.

Everything was green again.

Just a few days before, the grass had been crunchy and brown.

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One heavy rain came and spread a bright green blanket over our whole yard.

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Our perennials are working hard to catch up.

The strawberries are taking over and the rose bushes are sprouting new leaves.

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The hostas are fighting up through the rocks.

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And our kiwi plants are just starting to bud. I’m so relieved to see them returning. We’ve had terrible luck with these vines. Hopefully they will bear fruit this year.

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Today, if the rain lets up, the boys and I will don our gear and take a stroll through the swales to see how our trees are doing.

After feeding and watering the chickens, we’ll trek over to the greenhouse and plant lettuce, cilantro, basil, rosemary and oregano. We’ll swing by the fedge on our way back to see how our berries are faring.

Later this week, we’ll sow onions, carrots and shallots in our garden.

Outdoor work is picking up
The garden life is growing
With boots and hat, we’ll go outside
More seeds we will be sowing

Finding the Sun

Where has the sunshine gone?
Lost behind a mask of gray
When will it return again?
To light the dreary day

The garden now is ready
To plant and sow some seeds
The cardboard paths are waiting
To keep down all the weeds

Sunlight please come out
From behind the clouds so dark
Shine down upon our little patch
So Spring can make its mark

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Easy Does It

I’m trying hard not to take on too much this year. The garden season always comes with new and exciting ideas to try. Just looking at my Pinterest board makes me eager and overwhelmed at the same time.

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There are just so many things out there.

So many seed varieties.

So many new techniques.

So many hours in the day.

So many…

For the past two years I have started out the season with a pledge:

“I will not take on more than I can handle this year.”

For the past two years…I’ve taken on more than I can handle. Thinking, “Oh, it’s just one more small project. I can handle it.”

I’m not saying it will be any different this year. We are already talking about adding a pond, getting ducks, propagating plants to add to the swales and getting a couple of turkeys (I hope my husband was kidding about the turkeys.). All this in addition to planting, maintaining and harvesting our annual garden.

But, I am pushing myself to see everything we have done since we moved in 3 years ago.

We have swales.

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We have trees.

We have raised beds.

We have chickens.

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We have a kitchen garden, a strawberry patch, a vineyard and a fedge.

We have gained knowledge every step of the way.

So when a project doesn’t get completed in the season. It’s not a failure…it’s just put on hold until next year.

Next year, when “I will not take on more than I can handle.”

 

 

 

 

All About that Borage

Yesterday, we planted borage in our kitchen garden, the strawberry patch, the vineyard and the fedge.

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The chickens had been moving over the kitchen garden all winter, scratching, eating and fertilizing the ground. My spade slid into the soil with no resistance.

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We decided to plant borage everywhere this year.  It proved to be a successful trap crop in the never ending war against the dreaded Japanese beetle.

The beautiful, purple herb lured the garden curse away from our other plants. The pests could not resist it’s dusky purple flowers.

I had two eager planting partners. Jake and Joe were quite the team.

They used new garden tools they got as an early Easter gift. Joe loosened up the soil with his little rake, Jake sprinkled powdered egg shells over the roughed up patch and they both dropped seeds and covered them with a layer of dirt.

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While Boots basked in the warm glow of the sun, we were all hard at work digging and raking and planting.

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The planting did not keep their attention for long. Joe found a caterpillar and, not to be outdone by his brother, Jake found a worm.

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While I finished planting seeds, the boys huddled around their prizes, trying to figure out what to feed them. 

Or, rather, who to feed them to.

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A lovely day for planting
For sowing many seeds
The sun shown down so brightly
A gorgeous day indeed