Fergus got a new swim jacket. He always gets tired while swimming at Birch Bay, and this helps him stay above water. He got the hang of it very quickly, but the water was still so cold he didn’t swim long. Stew tore off a toenail in his rush to bolt out the back door the other night, and we though a saltwater swim might help. It didn’t, but he looks to be healing up anyway.
We’ve taken part in that annual leap of faith known as a garden, yet again. In the left foreground are tomatoes, 3 rows of potatoes near center, and onions, mangel beets & cukes to the left. In the left background are mixed rows of shallots, carrots, radishes, beets, kohlrabi, 3 kinds of lettuce, broccoli, and cabbage. There’s corn near the fenceline and to the right are green beans (including 2 kinds right out of a Bosnian garden, thanks to a coworker) and onions.
Here’s the squash pit. It was a giant heap of manure & straw that we cleaned out of Stella’s stall last summer. After a good going over with a tiller, it was perfect for planting our butternut, buttercup & delicata squash. I had planned to grow Uncle David’s Dakota Dessert squash this year, but somehow left it out of my seed order. We’ll try it next year. We’re already planning for next year’s squash pit, and planning to dump this year’s stall clean-out in paddock 2 to mature into another squash pit.
It’s been so green and lush lately that even 3 cows can’t keep up. So we need to scythe down the weeds and seedheads once in a while. Look at Doug peeking out from behind mom.
And Fergus, either doing his impression of Magnus, or maybe a roadkill possum.