Fall\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Waning Blood Moon<\/p>\n
Back to the gnashing of teeth.\u00a0 When I went out to plant the garlic this morning, I discovered Vega and Rigel had decided to become gardeners, too.\u00a0 They dug up beds, they dug up around beds.\u00a0 They moved a lot of soil, none of it in a constructive manner.<\/p>\n
This almost made me cry.\u00a0 After some unpleasant words and gestures, a bit of stomping around, I called Dan the fence guy and said, “Dan, I need another fence.”\u00a0 When he finishes, this yard will have more fence than many cattle ranches.\u00a0 It will take days just to walk the fence line.\u00a0 And this all inside an acre and a half.<\/p>\n
Anyhow, I planted the garlic, covered them with six inches of straw and protected them with left over chain link fence.\u00a0 Later in the day I mulched the parsnips, which will over winter along with the garlic, and the carrots.\u00a0 I’m going to try storing them in the ground with a heavy mulch to protect them.\u00a0 In theory, then, I can go out in the middle of winter and harvest fresh carrots.<\/p>\n
The potato harvest is now in, too.\u00a0 I dug up the Viking Purples (no kidding) and the rest of the white potatoes, washed them off and left them in a large plastic boxes to cure.\u00a0 They stay at room temperature for two weeks, then downstairs to the coolest storage we have.\u00a0 That’s outside the house at the bottom of the basement stairs, but still inside the garage.<\/p>\n
Got some nice feedback today on my organization skills for the Sierra Club and on my writing from a fellow Docent.\u00a0 Also, a good nap.\u00a0 That all helped.<\/p>\n
Big dogs bring big problems and big rewards.\u00a0 Can’t get one without the other.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Fall\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Waning Blood Moon Back to the gnashing of teeth.\u00a0 When I went out to plant the garlic this morning, I discovered Vega and Rigel had decided to become gardeners, too.\u00a0 They dug up beds, they dug up around beds.\u00a0 They moved a lot of soil, none of it in a constructive manner. This almost … Continue reading Gnashing of Teeth<\/span>