Strawberries seem to be one of those plants that just never seem to go away. Unless you are me that is. Year after year I hear people talk about their strawberries and how they couldn’t kill them if they tried. And I think to myself, what the hell am I doing wrong! Continue reading
Having only been at our home for two winters and coming upon our third summer, there is still some question of what is going to grow where. After a fairly mild winter I walked around and saw some greenery showing face. I’m not 100% sure what all these are as some I don’t remember seeing last year. Continue reading
It seems the worst thing we can plan to do is nothing. It’s rare we get the option to even entertain such a notion, and even when we do, it never works. One great example is our coon attack last year. Another is this past Sunday, we were closing up for the night with plans of wasting away the evening on the couch with Netflix. Continue reading
Last year we planted in the garden and used Popsicle sticks with marker to mark what we planted. This worked for approximately 24 hours. We got some rain and distracted with some other projects while our seedlings started growing and when we came back to the garden, the ink on the sticks was illegible and we couldn’t remember what was what. Therefore, this season, I decided to make my own, weather with standing garden markers. Continue reading
As busy we’ve been around our place, we’ve been spread equally thin at our 9-5’s (8-6’s) and with other responsibilities, so “blogging” has been a bit hard lately. I sit at a computer all day to make ends meets, so after work, it’s rare I want to come home and write. However, we’ve had some exciting things going on.
When we bought our place we were blessed with hidden surprises. We first looked at the property in late May early June. This is important because we did not close on the house until July. You may be thinking “so what?”. Well when you see something in May it looks a lot different then it does in the middle of July. Especially when the owners were elderly and took the sale as a granting of freedom from weeding and maintaining. Continue reading