Thursday, April 7, 2011

Beat Your Diamonds Into Plowshears

Holy Frijole, my new plow blade ROCKS!!!  I did 12 rows in 15 minutes.  Girls, girls, don't get jewelry, clothes, perfume or frufru for ANY occasion that requires presents.  Get farm implements.  Plow up your back yards.  Plow up your front yards.  Plow up your side yards.  Hire yourself out to do your neighbors yards, or do it at night when they are not looking.  Plant plant plant plant plant plant plant.  It's the new exercise, guaranteed to lose you weight, and after the cost of the implement, it's TOTALLY FREE.  You'll sleep like a baby at night, no more Lunesta.  You'll get your sunlight, no more vitamin D pills.  You'll grow your own frickin' food, no more outrageous HEB receipts. DO it DO it DO it.

Joan does the job.

Well, after all that, I still have to bury a few lines and attach the 1/4 inch hoses, but I will be finished by 10 am tomorrow.  Then I have to put up the trellis for the cukes, but that shouldn't take long.  Planting will commence on the weekend, according to the good book.  All the rest of the seeds will go in on Saturday, and all the rest of the root crops will go in on Sunday.  Then I have to tackle the back 40 for the new tomato rows.

Everything is pretty much blooming here now.  Below is my lady banks rose.  It's really pretty this year. I'm trying to train it down the fence, but it's also growing into the tree.

bank of banks

My chickens love it too.

JW gives his girls flowers

My wine and my porch are calling, so I'm done.

bak bak



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