It’s Thriday

If I’m going to be confused I figured you could join me. Yes, today, for most folks, is Thursday, but because of another furlough day, love ’em – hate ’em, it really is more like a Friday here at the Farm. Especially because Justin and Anna are coming to visit and instead of coming on Saturday like they always do, they are coming tomorrow. So tomorrow is more like a Saturday than a Friday so today is even more like a Friday than a Thursday.

The weather today is off and on gorgeous and Bet and I headed to the Hippy Hot Hut.  I am about a week and a half late getting my fuchsias out of storage and into fresh pots and hanging.  But its all good because the lobelia that I plant with them just came and I won’t have room to put them in flats of their own, I’ll just seed them where they will stay.  However, lots of work to get to that point today and even more once I get there. 

More pea seeds finally came yesterday so I will be planting them after they soak and most definitely not according to the moon signs.  Boy, I didn’t make it very far this year before I had to break with the moon sign calendar. I’m glad I’m not thoroughly convinced it works, cuz now my second batch of peas will do as well eh?

More on that later.  For now, I gotta go move stuff to move stuff.

Speaking of moon, the full moon was huge last night, I went out to check a gate that I went through but because Dirt joined me right about the time I came through it, he shut it.  But my brain couldn’t handle that I didn’t do the shutting. 

You see you can technically shut it but it latches with a looping chain.  A must every time you pass through, absolute must.  If left unchained, there is possibilities of horses escaping and heading down the drive to the highway – and that not only would be a heart breaking tragedy it would be a huge liability.

So out I went.  It was a terrific walk and gave me a chance to check on the permanently pregnant goat and sheep.  I think I might take the night shift more often. It was beautiful.

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Peas Please, and Don’t Track That Mud In

 This week’s header theme, for this week’s post: “Tracks”.  On my side board are links to the fellas that participate in the Header Challenge, go see what they have.  Meanwhile back on the Farm… the only thing the sheep are givin’ up are their usual tracks in the muck. 

No lambs yet, but the shepherds are takin’ turns checking on them night and day.  We don’t bring them in until they’ve had their lambs, they stay healthier that way but occasionally an ewe needs help right after birthing and very rarely during birthing.  With the coyotes lurkin’ ’bout newborns aren’t safe on their own so they come in as soon as they are born to safety and a nice warm spot to bond with mom. 

 We’re gettin’ a bit of winter now but the peas are still goin’ in.  For one thing they were put to soak when the weatherman was saying the week was just the usual chilly rain.  Now… it’s fairly cold.  

But the peas don’t mind, neither do I.   With the raised beds the soil is well drained and the few weeds come right out.  I raked both before coming in for lunch.  Right after lunch Bet and I will go back out and broadcast the pea seeds in the two raised beds, the one down the center and the one on the right. 

After we broadcast the peas then we’ll top them with some rotted stable cleanings so we don’t have to go ’round pokin’ each one in.    

I made new markers, this time I painted them with leftover house paint.  The ones I did up this fall for the garlic have faded, luckily only one completely faded and the names of the different garlics are written down, er.. somewhere.  So hopefully the painted ones will last longer and look groovier too, and I’ll face the writing to the north so the sun can’t fade the names.  I usually use the silly little plastic ones that I use in the flats in the greenhouse but having other people help me in the garden, I think it will be better if the different things are well marked.

Okay, that’s it for the day, sorry I haven’t more time to chat, or get around much, but you be sure to have a great day, I’m back out to finish with the peas…

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Today Is….Thursday

That means tomorrow is Friday, all day long.  I’ll do my best to remember that, all day long.

Today I did a lot of weeding, after spending the morning making instructional videos for Anna.  The knitting post is up over at my recipe blog.  It was fun to do but I may have to redo it and go even slower. 

Well that and working on the whole side board thing.  Taught myself another little trick today using LiveWriter but clearly I still have some uncovering to do.  A little spacing problem when using the whole hyperlink thing.

A new day brings new discoveries!

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I See Myself Sitting In a Warm Cozy Room Knitting

A Week of Eurekas

I have never felt more clumsy and more accomplished at the same time as this week.  I often feel clumsy and I often feel accomplished, but this week is a highlight for both at the same time.

And in two departments as well. 

If you follow this blog at all, and have been this week, you already can guess at the first area, yep, blogging intricacies.  The finer points of dressin’ up my point.

The other is knitting. 

Have you ever looked at something one way, think you know what your up to, think your doin’ things right, think your strollin’ along just fine, not real thrilled, think it could look better, but it is what it is and you think you are doing the best that can be done with your resources and recipes?  Until, of course, you spy out of the corner of your eye, in the shadow of things, a suggestion to try it just a little different?

You try and then… Bam!  Your whole world is rocked like the San Andreas fault and all of a sudden you are doin’ something you should have been all along, it feels great, you feel great, every thing is great, and you’re drinkin’ in the world like it is your raw oyster.

That was my week, blogging and knitting.  The only thing I’m gonna say about the bloggin’ end of things is that I can’t believe that it took me this long to grasp some fairly simple rather obvious notions.  Oh I guess I’m not surprised that I didn’t catch on sooner that I was missin’ a beat and I could do somethin’ about it.

“How I See Myself” Knitting

As for the knitting  I have lots to say, mostly ‘cuz I feel like it and it is my subject for the header challenge, “how I see myself”.  Go see what the other fellows have this week (Dave, Fishing_GuyMac, and Gail’s Man). Hey, after you read what I wrote, thank you very much!

I must say, that if it wasn’t for Imac’s wonderful suggestion on what I could use for a picture of myself and my father trusty ol’ tripod that I was left when I inherited his 35mm Pentax and all his wonderful lenses, (something I hope to replace with a digital version soon) I would have been sorely wanting for a photo for this week’s challenge.

The only problem with using my little baby pocket camera and the tripod, is that the screw doesn’t hold it tight enough on the pad, so I tuck the wrist strap underneath it to take up the slack.  It works great. 

My silly little pocket camera has a 3x on a delay, (it takes three pictures timed out and with a little blinky light so you know about when it’s gonna snap a pic all on it own) which doesn’t get used all that often. But isn’t technology groovy? and it even comes in small affordable packages. 

So I set it all up, reached above my head, clicked the button and knit while I took my own picture!  Okay, it took a bit longer than that to set it up, and get the focus and direction all figured out, but hey…

 Knitting Project to the Rescue!

I’ve been needing to get back to my knitting, it usually is a winter activity for me but since we haven’t had much of a winter and other things have been calling… you know. 

Anna and I were talking and she mentioned that she needed to make a baby blanket for a new friend. I offered to find her an easy pattern.  It was just the shove I needed.  I found an easy pattern on Lion Brand Yarn website.  It was a new twist for me, working with more than one color in the same row.

I pulled out three balls of washcloth cotton to give it a practice. 

It went together easy enough and looked real sweet.  If you notice some of the two colored double rows are striped themselves and some look like ticking.  The pattern calls for the ticking look, I like the striped look.  Stripes in stripes.

It was a nice enough pattern but the backside looked poor.  Much like the inside of a sweater. I decided I’d be a bit more particular about the way I dealt with the non-working color and put it over the working yarn, rather a version of twinned yarn.

It turned out great!  I can’t believe the difference.  It doesn’t make the backside look gorgeous, but it is definitely not the inside of a sweater any more!

In fact, I rather like the look, (the backside is shown on the top of the picture) it reminds me of something…. you know, it’s those bathrobes from the fifties that had the red and white coiled trim on the egdes.  Yeah I spent way too long googling to find and example last night, way too long, but I bet Mildred could find one or Farside has a picture of her little brother in one. Any way, if you’re old enough you know what bathrobe I’m talking about but you might not necessarily see it in the pattern like I do.  And the colors send me into a retro tail spin, I love it. 

I’m going to put up the long laborious instruction on how I achieved the proper look on the back in post on my recipe blog later tonight or tomorrow morning (things are backin’ up).  You don’t really have to follow me over there if knitting is a bore or if you are a good knitter yourself.  Trust me, you won’t be getting expert how to’s,  because I am barely out of the beginners box, I just like to run farther ahead that I ought on way too many things.

My mom had a succinct way of putting it, “a jack-of-all-trades and a master of none.”  That’s why when I first began blogging, my profile quickly stated that I had many interests but I was no expert in anything.  Dismal existence I know, but that’s the way I like it.

What I will say here, just so you know, is that my method of knitting is pic knit, or continental knitting.  You can see it in my header, the way I hold my needles and yarn.

I hold my working yarn in my left hand so that I don’t have to throw it, I found years ago that throwing was what was keeping me from really enjoying knitting among other woes that go with throwing the working yarn, like random tension and dropped stitches, heck, dropped needles for that matter.

The problem with working two yarns pic knit style is that it seemed hard at first how to make the switch between yarns and move the non working yarn between the needle and the working yarn.  That is what my eureka is all about this week and why I am putting together a little tutorial for Anna.

Ya know, if you don’t knit because it seems awkward and a lot of wasted movement, stop over at my other blog and have a look see, maybe pic knitting will solve your knitting issues like it did mine.

I’ll leave you with just this one question Clever Reader, how come knitting isn’t done with kneedles? 

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Check It Out

The funny ol’ lady just got a little smarter today.  Not only do I just about have the spam thing whooped and as a side benefit I can back up my blog, I can now add images to my side bar!  Ta-da!

Makes ya pleased with me dusn’t it?!

For you folks over on facebook, I know, this post makes no sense.  Why don’t you get out a little and come over to the actual blog.  It all looks so much better on the blog.

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Supper Bowl

It was great wasn’t it?! 

And the commercials were pretty cute too, well some were.  My favorites?  The Doritoes commercials, both, got great laughs, and the Budwieser light home improvement one was hilarious.  The beattle bug introducing the new Beatle Bug was good.  I hate Pepsi, and diet pop to boot, but I have to hand it to them on the one where the wife is controling what her husband eats. and the torpedo cooler was fairly cute.  I know I’ve forgotten some but…

A good day! A good football day, although I did catch myself several times during the game wondering what the attraction to watching football is. 

Oh and that isn’t a misspelling in the title, though I could understand if you thought it was, I still misspell somethin’ horrible, well I do before I spell check it anyway.

We have been watching the games, the important ones, over at the Leonard’s ever since we disconnected the satellite for downsizing.  When we get together we conspire to do dinner either at half time or at the end of the game.

It is a great excuse to get to have dinner with friends that we love and care for and just plain don’t get to see enough of.

Terry couldn’t get her mind wrapped around what’s for dinner, she already had a bit on her plate this last week and her man was outta town, I know that throws me, so I took over the dinner plot.

I had a ton of fun inventing a dinner for the occasion.  Not sure it all turned out okay, but everyone was nice enough to say it was good.  I was aiming for something in the Asian department but it seemed like I ended up with one of those meals that reminded me of when my mom, a North Dakota girl, made Asian.  Lets just say,  “Asian hot dish,”  shall we? I think it was the use of chuck as the beef, but… well I’ll just let you get the explanation of my thinking over at my cooking blog.

So, if you’re interested, the recipe is over on my cooking_blog that Bet and I are resuscitatin’ slowly.  Along with a little fixin’ of the weighty issue that Dirt and I possess. 

Yesterday during the game when I was pondering the higher things in life and how they related to the game, I concluded that I’m a linelady.  Very in shape (for fifty-sumpin’) I can buck bales, haul wheel barrows of gravel, muscle around large trees in pots, hoick this and that here and there all day long. As long as I have my inhaler for my asthma.  But I seem to have this, I Love My Food package that I carry with me. 

But like the linemen who need to be able to be unmovable, in the middle of a windstorm I can go out and move my plastic covers on my hoop houses or tarps on wood piles and not fear taking flight with them. A very handy trait along with being in shape under the ILMF package. 

I was wondering, as I was looking at those fellas that are clearly in shape but appear to be beer swillin’ couch potatoes, if they dial it back on the off season for health reasons or when they are done with their career if they slim it down some? 

Well I don’t know what they do or don’t do, but I really gotta lighten up the ILMF package that I am toting around. We’ll just have to figure out some other way to deal with hoop coverings and wood pile tarps in the wind storms next year. 

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Ooops

My appologies to my comment-ers of late last night and this morning.  I got on a roll of doing things on my blog after I added my new anti-spam plug-in.  I decided to up-grade the look of my whole blog and was happy and things were going well until I went to recrop the photo I used for my header.

Photoshop jammed up my computer so I restarted my sweet little broken piece of cr… .  No big deal I’ve had to do that zillions of times.  Unfortunately I have to sign in to my blog every time I turn my computer off, which in and of itself is no big deal, but the new template did not have a place to log in on. 

I searched and clicked and went here and there, even went to WordPress.org and .com, nuthin.

Luckily I had indeed backed up my blog.  I was even clever enough to have backed it up after I installed the TypePad anti-spam (it is working great so far).  Silly me, what I didn’t do was back up my blog right before I began to mess with a new template.  Shoulda done that, because now I do not have the post where I said I was putting the new anti-spam plug-in on, the very same post that three folks were nice enough to put comments on. 

Lost the post, lost the comment, but that’s all.  So all in all, I think that is a fair for all the dorkin’ around I do without knowing what I’m doin’. 

Well I need to do some more adjusting the new layout, here goes.

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Cleaning

This week’s theme, picked on short notice, is “cleaning” by Mr. Frost, (Gailsman).  Must be spring there, or he wants to rush it in.  Some sort of connection with Groundhog Day perhaps.  When I’m done twistin’ your ear, go see what the other fellas (Dave, Fishing_GuyMac, and Gail’s Man) have for the week. 

As you can see, my girls are on the header, they happen to be doin’ my dishes.  Okay, in all honesty they are playin’ around.  Anna was down with Justin for the weekend and the other two married girls came out from town for a quick little photo session.  We added this one in just for Mr. Frost. 

I’m rather stuck for chit chat today, lots of stuff swirlin’ in the grey matter just not shakin’ out on the page.  Maybe this week I’ll tell you about all four of my girls. 

I’ve been at the Hippy Hot Hut for the last two days, yesterday planting artichoke seeds, staring at all the seedlings growing and doin’ a little tidying up, gearing up for bringing in all the overwintered things from the storage shed. 

It has been incredibly bright and sunny.  And hot.  I was feelin’ the Hippy for sure.  I forget to take sun glasses up to the HHH and then I forget to bring my coat back with me.

Early this morning I decided to try an experiment.  I held some petunias over from last summer.  Not on purpose really, at the end of the season they were still blooming so beautifully that I didn’t have the heart to smoke them all by leaving them to the chilly elements.  So I crammed them in in the nearly empty places. 

They of course are no longer blooming, day sensitive fellows that they are. (I know that Petunia Pig is a girl and if you named a girl Petunia, I could see it, but for me petunias are boy flowers, like all cats are female and dogs are male, petunias are decidedly boys.)   Any way, as I said, they aren’t blooming and have gotten a bit leggy, so…. because petunias can be propagated by cuttings, I put the leggy buggers near the bottom of fourteen inch pots, spread out the branches and covered them with dirt, soil.   Did the same with a few lingering verbena.  We’ll see what my silly experiment will produce. 

What does that have to do with cleaning?  Problematic of a person who can’t bring herself to toss unneeded pretties.  And that brings me to cleaning, well pitching really but that is how I clean best, by pitching stuff, one leads to the other and the other leads back to the first, and eventually something gets done.

Here’s some pictures of the blooms on my mystery plant, the one that looks like a giant African Violet, a couple of the divisions are doing really great, and the rest on getting on just fine.   

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Sumpin’ I Noticed

I notice I don’t read books or watch movies ’bout folks that sit ’round readin’ books or watchin’ movies.

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Pipes in the Hippy Hot Hut

No my eyes aren’t red this mornin’.  But when the theme for the Header Challenge was picked as Pipes for this week I knew exactly what pipes I would be takin’ a picture of.   

“But wait”, you say.  “Your header is of a rooster crowing?” 

Yes, he does have a heck of a set of pipes doesn’t he?   Ya, when I went down early this morning (cuz I thought yesterday was Monday)

I began to realize how hard it was for me to take a shot of the pipes that are talked about in this post and have them fit in a header and not make you slightly dizzy.  But Imac has to vote so this post is going to go up jiffy quick.  Go see what all the fellas have up for Dave’s pick of Pipes: Dave, Fishing_GuyMac, and Gail’s Man.

I’m just going to go with the post I wrote up last night before I went to bed, thinking that I could quickly run down to the HHH this morning snap my shot and get the post up before Mac had to retire.    I could talk about poultry, but that is supposed to be Miss EBet’s thing, maybe this header will give me cause to make her make a poultry post here!  We’ll see.

Pipes are for Hanging

….For the most part they are empty (the pipes in the Hippy Hot Hut), save for my Hippy Shade Cloth, Terry’s lotus vines and one red geranium pot that I just couldn’t bear to whack back because of its lovely blooms.

In a few weeks the pipes will be full again as I bring my sorry little fuchsias out of their storage area.  In a few weeks I can say that this whole Hippy Hot Hut will be packed to the rafters and that will be no exaggeration. 

The table area is already  stuffed to the gills with perennials and cold tolerant veggies.  

Both sides of the isle and tubs on the floor in front of the water tanks, this is one tub of beets, there are three more tubs with more beets and carrots too.  

With the addition of the stuff that Terry gave me last fall, Dirt will need to put in more hanging pipes, there is a bit more room and I’m just sure his sturdy construction can handle the weight.    

Funny, I haven’t even had the Hippy Hot Hut for a full year yet and I already wish I had another one.    I will have more room in here once the Market Shed gets built.  Unfortunately, Dirt is back to the idea of getting a permit instead of building one that doesn’t need permitting (this will take much longer).  He doesn’t think I’ll be happy with just two-hundred square feet.  Perhaps he is right.  After all, just last week I was asking if we could remake the Farm House to look like the one on Monarch of the Glen. 

Timing

It almost doesn’t seem worth it to put the fuchsias and geraniums in storage for what, three months, three and a half tops.   But maybe we both are better off for the break from one another.   I’ll be thrilled to see the little green shoots grow big and strong.   And if I’m getting out the fuchsias and geraniums I might as well get out the brugs too.  Which means I’ll be needing to make a run down McConkeys for a few replacement and expansion pots along with peat pots for my other needs.  Then I’ll need to swing by Costco and pick up the potting soil that I use for ornamental things. 

Which reminds me, I need to order my trailing lobelia to put directly in with the fuchsias, and peas need to be ordered because they’ll be going in in less than a month.  I already have a lot of seeds for this year, held over from extra last year, but I still need some things, luckily I have it written down, somewhere. 

Change Over

And if all the plants coming out means that we might as well mover the incubator in there, fire it up and fill the Shed with chicks, poults and ducklings and whatever it is that they call baby quail, which I cannot think of at the moment.  (ahh, see, I’ve talked about poultry!)

The duck we had was certainly tasty I might add.  And that means that I need to get that leg band order in so that we have a little better system this year. 

(I could have even used this as the header challenge, it is a pipe of sorts, sorta.  Dirt keeps reminding me that the part that is stuck in the soil is a gas filled tube.  A tube is a pipe isn’t it?  Anyway this is the sensor for the thermostat that controls the heat mats that give the seedlings some bottom heat.  They love it.  These happen to be lavender seedlings and supposedly are going to bloom this year.  It is the first time I’ve done lavender by seed, but I want a huge hedge of it somewhere (haven’t decided exactly where yet) and I can’t afford someone else’s starts.  I’m pretty stinkin’ excited about all the different perennials that are coming up for me.  But then I’m easily excited I guess.) (Hmmm, this was supposed to be a short caption.)

This sounds a whole lot like spring is already here and I somehow missed my winter break.  Have I mentioned Clever Reader, or do you remember me saying, I don’t care much for spring, at least not like other folks seem to?  If it wasn’t for the daffodils and tulips and the asparagus, I think I’d down right hate it. 

Spring and mud and lots of it, water and lots of it, making mud, muck and slime and grey skies with a teaser of a beautiful day or two thrown in.  Hateful stuff in my book, that is weather  and conditions better left to winter not during the season when I am so busy, the pressure is on and can already see that I will be another dismal failure.  But then there are the baby chicks that will soon be coming out of Bet’s incubator, they sure are cute and so are those spring lambs, and this year baby goats running ’round the driveway, ears a floppin’. 

But I could really go for some good stiff winter weather before it all really begins to rock and roll and incriminate in another six weeks, the kind of weather that makes you sit down with a good book, or at least a pen and an order form.

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