We just got back from another fun week of camping around the peninsula. This time around we explored the Olympic National Park with Great Grandma Oma. It was a lot of fun!
When we got home I noticed a little something red peaking through the mess of green in our front boxes. How these giant treasures were not stolen, I do not know! So juicy, round, and appealing. Plump, ripe, and ready to be devoured. A perfect handful. Mmmm.....
I have decided to fight back by bagging our fruit. Andy and I have read about using pantyhose to bag, so I dug down deep for hosiery. Of course, the only hose I have was this witchy, wenchy pair. I cut them up knowing I actually have a new pair still in the package deeper in the drawer! Ha!
Don't judge me. Enough about my underthings. The hose bags will protect our fruit, stretch as the fruit grows, and quite possibly hypnotize any would-be thieves. Soooo smart! Hoooope it works.
Well, I thought we had a bug problem. Then, I thought we had a squirrel problem. I realize now the Donnas are my problem. I must protect our remaining pear (singular) and THREE apples. Yes, friends, this is a test of strength, wits, and perseverance. But hear me now and know that I WILL taste sweet fruit from our trees this season. I will! If I do not, those birds will pay! Maniacal laugh! MANIACAL LAUGH!!
We should have planted poison apples.
Evan immediately suggested fried chicken.
We got home from our trip and first thing we noticed was our dead corn! I immediately phoned my sister who gave the answer, "I dont know what happened. It was alive yesterday!" Hahahaha
Andy boiled it up last night and I haven't seen him to ask how it tasted. I'm sure it was fine, but nothing beats that answer! CLASSIC.
This is a sweet little blossom from my new Improved Meyer Lemon tree. Andy bought it for me because he's sweet on me.
I want this tree to survive. We have one little lemon on it now and a few blossoms, so I'm crossing my fingers we get something! I've been hunting for the perfect pot to transplant it into. It must be perfect. I've wanted this tree for a couple years now, so not just any old pot will do. It has to have personality. I'm waiting patiently for it to call my name. When it does, I'll send you a photo. Don't worry. ;)
I love lemons!!
After an amazing week of camping, we are finally settled in at home! A big THANK YOU to my sister for helping with farm chores in our absence.
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We thought that the heat had gotten to our hens since we have been eggless for a while. Molting, broodiness, the heat, the move...so many reasons not to lay eggs! Aaaack! Danielle didn't gather any while we were out of town since they were not laying. I checked again for myself yesterday and still nothing. But, of course, Andy checks today and we have nearly a dozen! I know you're all tired of hearing about our egg woes, but it was looking bleak there for a while! Now I'm happy as a clam and can finally turn our "eggs for sale" sign around. We have so many neighbors waiting for dozens of eggs. It really is a good feeling to pass along a carton of fresh eggs and I can't wait to see the smiles once again.
