The mouse will work her rear off and eat the things that aren’t usually served here.
My morning began early as Jim and eldest grandson took off for a history tour of eastern Virginia. Though grandson has spent all but a few weeks of his life in Virginia, it has been mostly here in the mountains or in the northern part of the state. The eastern part of the state is ripe with history with Jamestown, Williamsburg, and Yorktown, as well as a Busch Gardens, so off they went. Today was to be the history tour with granddad narrating and tomorrow a fun day at Busch Gardens. I stayed home with the farm to deal with the critters, the garden, and work on the flower bed that has been evolving over the past couple of years down the east side of the garage and around the back on the south side.
After seeing them off, I donned long pants, long sleeves, boots, and sprayed myself generously with Deep Woods Off, and headed out with a metal sieve to pick berries, the blackberries are just beginning to ripen and the wineberries are ripe and the canes heavy. Enough of a mixture of them were gathered to make a batch of wild berry jam tonight.
The first pick of the day
Once they were rinsed, crushed, and sealed in a container until this evening, I took off to a friend’s farm with some daylily divisions to trade with one she was dividing. I won, not only did I get daylilies, but I came home with kale and zucchini, plus some coreopsis divisions and Columbine seed. Tomorrow, I am taking her a division of another daylily that I had and she did not.
A trip to Lowes and a trunk full of bagged mulch set me up to finish what I started yesterday and continue the flower bed another 15 feet across the back of the garage. The new daylily starts were planted in two spots, the coreopsis divided with some in the ground and some in the last barrel that had not been planted this spring and the Columbine seed along with some poppy seed joined it in the barrel.
The entire bed from the front of the garage, down the east side, and continuing across the south side were mulched down with dark brown hardwood mulch.
The beast overseeing my efforts.
The upside down flower pots are chicken deterents, but a better solution must be found or all of the newly spread mulch will be in the grass and there will be dustbaths in the beds.
When I met Jim more than 4 decades ago, I was a vegetarian and he is a Texan, meat and potatoes preferred. He likes some vegetables, tolerates other, and refuses some. In deference to his tastes and so I am not preparing two different meals, I eat a little meat and limit the vegetables to the ones he likes and occasionally one he will tolerate. Kale and summer squash are in his tolerate occasionally list, so with him away tonight, the gifted kale and zucchini were cooked along with an ear of corn and I am feasting to my delight on vegetables.
And I have left overs for tomorrow night as well.
It is wild berry jam making time. The header shot are bees busy at work on the two volunteer sunflowers. Not a single one that I planted came up. I think this fall, I will just throw a handful of sunflower seed around the perimeter of the garden and let the volunteers happen in the spring.
Love our mountain farm.