Saturday Farm Report

Yes, I'm back! I've been languishing on the couch (HA!) for far too long now and had best get back to the blog-world.


We've been enjoying some very fine weather (quick; where's that from?) here on the farm. For too long this summer, we had humidities and temperatures in the 90s, and that wears on a soul. Especially this one, who really likes it in the 70s all around. But we've had 70s and 80s the past week or so. Although the humidity is still high enough to have me keeping the air conditioning on, it's not really cycling until mid-afternoon. (I keep it at 74.) Outside, I have been able to do some work in the yard.

Sadly, I drove our lawn mower into the pond, and we now have nothing with which to mow the lawn. We have horses, and they do eat it. But they have been known to take off for parts unknown when we leave them out together. So using our horses as lawn mowers requires a tricky blend of juggling (one out, one in) and timing (can't be going anywhere too soon, or else one gets out and then the other doesn't!) It's working, though. Although I have no pictures, the lawn is being held at bay. It's not what one would call "manicured," but it's not choking us to death, either. Buy a new lawn mower, you say? What, and miss all this "fun"? We have a new one on the list for next spring.

We've been eating broccoli, cabbage, tomatoes, potatoes, peppers, peas, berries and eggs from the farm. Yes, eggs. Our new chickens are beginning to lay. Their cute little pullet eggs barely fit in the cups of an egg carton, but they taste wonderful! The cherry tomatoes are overrunning the Romas, which vexes me, as I really want to can some of those puppies. The pigs came and went, and returned in little white packages. We've also taken some chickens to the butcher, and another batch is ready to go around Sept. 8. If you're reading this and want some, please contact me. I have a few extras.

Today #3 son has returned from college. You know he brought his laundry. He's here to do some work on his car, to go to church with us, and to do some weed whacking for me. Yes, you are, son. I just told you. We'll also be building another raised bed, where my strawberries will come to live this next week. I also have some new lilacs to mulch, a chicken pen to clean, and some horses to feed. Gee, I guess I'd better get to it!