Don't threaten me with love, baby. Let's just go walking in the rain. - Billie Holiday
Well, we had a week of sun now we are back to the rain. Rain all week in the forecast. I'm not complaining, I'm just moldy. I got some collard and cabbage plants in the garden and planted some carrot seeds. The cabbage and collards are puny. I don't know what is about those plants, but they all start out puny and look like they are going to die, then come back to make strong plants.
I also seeded some more cabbage and collards, some rockly, some cauliflower and some lettuce. I haven't seeded the bok choy yet but I did get some volunteers from the spring. I actually got to cook a head! I got a packet of microgreens, but I have to build a frame for them. It's getting harder to find scrap wood around here cause we have so many projects.
I've pulled up all the old corn and saved some seeds for next year. I'm not sure how hybridized they are, but I am going to give it a shot. My okra is coming in like gangbusters and I am on my third harvest of cow peas. I am sick of looking at them. I'm giving them away now mostly. The cukes and green beans are done, as is the soy. Next year I think I will do all black soy. It seems to do better.
The garden toms are done and the potted toms are almost done. I'll pull them up this week to make way for some greens. I got a really good harvest this year and dried some, canned some and made some sauce.
I've bottled my strawberry wine and it seems to have lost some of it's flavor from the time I last tasted it. It still smells like strawberry, but the taste is too delicate. It has no finish. The blackberry is still aging. I got some pears from one of my aunties yesterday. They are not ripe, but the squirrels are at them, so I got some while I could. I still have three on my tree. Amazing.
The chickens have started cranking up production after a summer of about nothing. I get an egg every other day from each hen. The chicklets are almost ready to be adults. I will have to get rid of the rooster soon. The chickitas are half pints. They are still peeping but have been on their own quite some time. There is one rooster in this bunch. The other three are hens, so I beat the odds, finally.
So, I am off to plant seeds between the rain drops.
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