When It’s Quiet on the Blog

This last week was quiet here on the blog because it was hectic here at the Farm.  Thursday the water level in the Market Garden was up over where it was when we first pumped water out over a week ago.  By late Friday a few feet of the newly planted potatoes were a bit under water not to mention water up over pea beds.  Saturday I strapped on the chest waders and rescued everyone.  (not really, I just changed my socks every time I came in to the house. I should have put on chest waders.)

I dug trenches, lots of trenches over the weekend. The water gets trapped in the pathways between the beds, I needed it down where the pump hoses could move it along to the Midway Pond.  Then from the Midway Pond I pump it to the Big Pond Out West.  (Not the ocean, just the large pond on the west boundary of our property.)

Along with that I did: seed a few things in the HHHut; repotted the rest of the fuchsias and sprinkled lobelia seeds in their pots; outside I dug up rhubarb to move it to where I want it in the perennial foods garden – BarnGarden; went shopping for the first time in a long time on Friday; came home and noticed that my turnips and beets in the Market Garden are sprouting but not the carrots; weeded around the lilacs and lilies in the North Cutting Garden; rescued cabbage and broccoli plants from the slugs in the cold frame and then planted them in the Market Garden (Sunday when I had drained most of the east upper garden); tidied up in the Barn Garden so that we can cover the hoop house and move the perennials and tougher annuals down there; explained my plans for the porch closet and the chicken tractor about fifty times to Dirt who built both over the weekend. 

Bet has been up to her usual animal tending, stopping occasionally to help me move the pump back and forth between the pond and the low spot in the garden, made a new pen for her milk goat and shaved Rory’s udder; moved some little quails to a different pen so that Bennet could have their cage until he gets his permanent one (coming soon to a Barn Garden near you); and kept us well supplies with cinnamon rolls, bread pudding, Irish lamb shank and barley stew, chili, homemade hot dog buns…. 

And now today has this week off to a grand start with  hundred percent chance of rain, and yep, it’s raining. All day, every inch of sky is filled with rain. 

I’d cry but that would only make more water.

Oh, and by the way, it has been thirty-eight days since we’ve had a sunny day.  We did experience a day without rain and days with sun breaks but not a sunny day.  And that is the word from the weatherman, sure made me feel much better knowin’ that.