Friday, August 23, 2013
The rain, of course, any bit of it is real good for the garden and good for me since it cuts down on my watering time.
Senor especially wants it because he has all these little seedlings going and the humidity from the rain is good for those.
Above he is planting his tomato seeds, germination in 7-10 days, planting time into the garden 3 weeks. He is stoked, remember that word? Is it still a word? A word for a feeling? Feeling excited, happy, felicidades.........stirred up and fueled according to Webster, a stoked fire. Well, he is stoked over the upcoming planting season. And I never even knew he was a farmer.
These little seeds he is planting are coming from our child plants. The giant portal tomato from three years ago and last year's little baby reds.
He is building another bed and only the tomatoes will go in it.
Then he plans to build a third bed which will be for spinach, snow peas, chard, lettuce mixes and walla walla sweet onions.
And sometime after that he will put in a fourth bed which will be a flower cutting garden............
and some people have the nerve to wonder why our house is not complete.............well, we have other stuff to do, too, you know..........you cannot just work on a house all the time.
He already has his drip system back in place and is working on one for the tomatoes.
In the bottom photo are my little contributions, a pot of firecracker cayenne peppers which should be long and purple, orange and red, and a pot of sweet baby green cubanelle peppers.
So I am really looking forward to all this gardening stuff. Last year was a huge wonderful surprise and I have a feeling that with all that is going on, this year will be even more exciting. STOKED!!!!
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
We are hot. We are lazy.
I am taking an abstract art class at the museum.
Senor is putting up the last vigas over the game room.
Cookies has a friend who comes and scratches on the door in the night to ask him to come out and play.
I have not seen the friend yet. I am sure he or she is respectable. The cat has good taste.
The bees are fine. I was dyeing wool the other afternoon, using a little jamaica and white vinegar and suddenly I was surrounded by about twenty or so, but they just swarmed around, checked out the mix and color and left. They do that every time I open the vinegar bottle.
We went to bed with the Blue Moon to the East.
And we woke up with the Blue Moon to the West.
That would be a nice title for a little story book about fairies.
Hope you had a good Blue Moon wherever you were last night....or this morning.