Weekend Wrap-up

Wanted:  Slightly Used Ark

I survived the day at school Friday and since all sports were cancelled, I was able to go home immediately after school.  The view from my backyard was amazing!  I love the way the mountains look after a storm with all the snow on the foothills.  

What was not such a pretty view was my garden!  It was, and still is, flooded! I'm very glad that we hadn't planted anything yet.  Yikes!!  That's so much rain!  I think after a few days of sunshine, we should be good.  I have a few seedlets that are getting ready to move in to their new, more spacious home.  

The chicken coop was quite flooded as well.  Apparently, chickens do not like to swim.  They were all huddled in a dry corner of the coop.  Husband felt sorry for them and let them out.  They enjoyed their time out in the yard and every time I opened the back door, they all came running to see if I was tossing scraps out for them.  I was, actually...cleaning out the fridge.  They liked everything except for the whole wheat tortillas.  Husband said that's because they know that when their lives end, that's where they will end up...in a tortilla.  True.  

Warm weather predicted for the coming week...hopefully things will dry out and we can get started on the garden planting.

Apology Apparently Accepted

I may have a future as some sort of chicken whisperer.  I'm pretty sure that's a silly idea, but you never know.  Cesar Millan and Monty Roberts have found their calling "whispering" to dogs and horses...I could have a reality show on how to deal with ill-behaved fowl.  The other day, I had clearly upset my Leghorns and they were not producing eggs.  After three days of these shenanigans, I went out to the coop and had a come to Jesus talk with them, complete with apology.  I said very positive words to them and encouraged them to lay eggs.  In my apology, I was sincere and I was even more sincere when I told them that if they didn't start laying eggs again, they would become the main ingredient in one of my many chicken recipes.  Lo and behold, the very next day, two beautiful large white eggs appeared in the coop!  How's that for whispering?!

Might just have been peer pressure...but I like to think I have some talent.

I'm glad we managed to get our garden project done last week.  The heavens have opened up and the downpour we are getting right now is probably going to break some sort of record.  I'm not complaining since everyone knows I love the rain and we need it here in our desert!  As much as I love the rain, school becomes tricky when it rains...the kids get so weird when there is any sort of atmospheric disturbance.  Next week, it will be back to normal weather I guess. That means everyone will start complaining about how hot it is and the kids will be stinky...ew.  No one is ever happy with the weather.  

Speaking of weather, Storm Warn 30! was in fine form last night.  The news of officer shootings, random violence, and home invasions was overshadowed by moving satellite photos of the "big storm" and all the user uploaded thundercloud and lightning pictures.  Funny was the interview with the toothless resident in Atwater perched on her porch surrounded by water.  No idea what she said, but really, we couldn't find someone a little more capable of using a complete sentence?  Also funny?  The thunderstorms really freak people out here...there have been several tornado warnings as well.  I'm sure anyone in the Midwest area would laugh at how melodramatic people become when they hear of a tornado warning here in the valley.  Well, it is still raining, and they are still issuing thunderstorm warnings.  Perhaps I should go look for my ruby slippers...best to be prepared!

Day 7...Not So Much Clean-up

The rain of course held off until today, so Fish and I did have volleyball practice after school.  It wouldn't be so bad, except that I coach the kids that are still struggling with basic skills (that's a really nice way of saying they are terrible and afraid of the ball still).   And man, do they argue about the dumbest stuff.  Like who gets the "good" ball, or what line they should be standing behind (they practice on grass and the lines are imaginary), or who is better at serving.  I can tell them that none of them are any good at it, so stop arguing and start learning.  Ugh.  Okay, well that was completely off the subject.  

When we got home from school, Husband was stringing a new clothesline for me...out of 550 cord, of course...but told me to go look at the garden.  I was very pleasantly surprised with the rock that is now in the walkway!  It looks so nice and will make for easier access into the garden.  I can set my tools down, my basket for collecting all the deliciousness growing, etc. without having mud all over them.  Yippee!  

Rocks in the walkway!  Woot woot!

Here's the promised picture of the weed fabric down on the garden rows.

Now all that's left to do is wait for the seedlets to get to an appropriate size and start planting.  I'm going to actually write down all the things I have started, so I can map out where they will go in the garden.  A few of the rows are spaced a little farther apart, so squash and cucumbers will go there as they love to spread out.  Lil' pumpkins, as we call them, watermelon, and cantaloupe will be grown on the outside of the garden.  They just choke everyone else out.  Now I want the seedlets to hurry up!  I've been pinning so many delicious looking recipes on Pinterest and need to start trying them out!  One addiction leads to another, I'm afraid.  

Oh, for some quick poultry news...the chickens are all quite productive these days and my smallest daily haul is 8 eggs.  The Leghorns, however, seem to be on strike.  I am not sure if it is out of solidarity towards each other, as I not so lovingly pushed one off of her roost the other night while I was trying to collect eggs in the dark!  I didn't want to get pooped on, as they perch directly over the doorway to the coop.  She squawked and her sibling came at me with flailing wings.  Awesome.  Since then, there have been no giant white eggs.  I suppose maybe some sort of apology on my part, may be in order.  Apologizing to a chicken...huh.

Day 6 Yard Clean-up

Today is our last day of vacation and our last opportunity to spend a whole day in the yard.  Back to work tomorrow...boo.  We got up early this morning to see about the vegetable garden.  After discussing for less than a minute, it was off to the rental place we went...really need to buy a rototiller...  The guy at the rental place looked like Hippie Hal and he made some stupid comment (complete with eye roll and head nod) about me making my husband put in a garden.  If only he knew...the other guy there really was a little better...believed us when we said we knew how to use the thing.  once home, Husband maneuvered that thing around the garden for about an hour and the result was beautiful...yes, freshly turned dirt can be beautiful.  The next plan was to return the tiller and go to the local landscape place and pick up a yard and a half of planting mix.  Cheap dirt, but it has magical nutrients in it for planting gardens etc.

Isn't that just the prettiest dirt ever?  

I had to giggle silently when we pulled back into the rental place.  I'm pretty sure Hippie Hal thought we had broken the machine, since we returned it so soon.  He seemed surprised when he pulled the pull cord and it started right up.  Clean and full of gas.  This is not our first rodeo.  

Really need to own one of these!

After returning the machine, we went to Sierra View Nursery, which is literally right around the corner from our place.  We looked at a really pretty purple flowering plum tree (plan was to come back and get it)  and got a yard and a half of planter's mix.  Got home and unloaded the truck of the soil.  My job was to place the mix I needed on that raised rows I had raked after the rototilling was done.  Did that...Fish helped, although I'm pretty sure she might have preferred to do her Chemistry homework.  After Husband helped us out and got the 4x4s in place for our center walkway, he went back to Sierra View and got the tree.  Took about 7 minutes to plant, since there was already a gaping hole in the ground from the dead maple tree.  This tree is so much nicer and according to both the nursery man and the pot it came in, it is "hardy".  It had better be in this yard!  Nothing weak survives here.

Love this tree!  

Since I was overcome with extreme thirst and serious hunger and was nearly going to pass away from these conditions...okay, I was really hungry and so was everyone else, Husband and Fish went to get food.  While they were on this extremely important mission, I put the soaker hoses out on the raised rows and got the watering situation in place.  Tested it out, and hallelujah, they worked!  Just when I thought I was going to pass out from hunger and my first sunburn of the season, those guys got back. We decided that it was time to just go inside and relax.

Soaker hoses down!

Our center walkway...now we need rocks.

After we ate, we started thinking about the upcoming weather situation forecast for this week.  Not having checked in with Storm Warn 30! lately, we had heard a rumor (through what I consider to be much more reliable sources than the tv news) that there will be a storm rolling in tomorrow night (after volleyball practice, I'm sure...ugh) and it will go through Wednesday.  Then another storm is going to surface Thursday and run through Friday.  Those folks at Storm Warn 30! must be so excited!  Anyway, with that looming in our not so distant future, we thought it best to get the weed block fabric down and cover the remaining planter's mix with a tarp.  The weed fabric took about 20 minutes to put down...a slight relief to my aching muscles and stupid sunburn.  I didn't take a photo of the blocked garden, but I will tomorrow and post it.  It looks so good and professional.  The best part is that keeping the pesky weeds under control should be so much easier this year.  That paired with no grasshoppers...the mansion next door has enough greenery to distract those horrible creatures, so I'm hoping my vegetation will be safe from those beasts this summer.  

Day 6 is now drawing to a close...I pampered my hands and nails when I came in and nursed my sunburn...now it's looking like it's time for bed.  8:19 p.m.?  Um yeah!  :)  Good night!

Day 5...Yard Clean-up

Happy Easter everyone!!  Before I get to the clean-up efforts, I have to share that the Easter Bunny made an appearance, much to the delight of one almost 16 year old kid.  The eggs were hidden on the porch and patio area and she went and found them all.  Not sure who had more fun...Fish looking for the eggs, or me (I mean the Easter Bunny) hiding them.

Never too old for an Easter egg hunt!

So, Day 5 went splendidly.  Husband and I decided to "scalp" the dirt in the garden.  What does that mean?  It means to basically scrape out every weed using a shovel.  Sounds unpleasant, doesn't it?  Confirmed, it is.  We decided to do a third of the garden, which was quite exhausting.  During a much needed water break on my part, we discussed what direction the rows would go and Husband had a great idea...use 4x4 lumber to outline a central walkway and have the rows extend out from the walkway going east to west. Certainly would make getting to the rows easier than last year  Off to the local lumber store.  Success at the lumber store...off to the hardware store.  Bought plant food, weed fabric stakes, and looked at new weed eaters, since our old one had died.  They had some nice ones on sale and we discussed purchasing one.  As is our usual style, we got home, and then decided we should back and get the weed eater.  Husband and Fish went back and got one.

After having a wonderful Easter dinner with the in-laws, I went with Fish to retrieve her Chemistry book from Husband's classroom.  Homework is due Tuesday (why oh why do these teachers assign homework over VACATION??!!).  When we got back, Husband showed me what he had weed-eaten...omg...I was so surprised...in a good way, of course.  He had used that thing to do in a few minutes, what we had been doing manually with a shovel this morning for over an hour.  The garden looks beautiful!  Ready to go, in fact!  This man is brilliant!

Now to rototill, make raised rows, cover in weed fabric, lay the pathway 4x4s, and get ready to plant!! 

Day 4 Yard Clean-up

Husband mowed, I pulled weeds. The end.

Day 3 Yard Clean-up

So...many...weeds!!!!  Aaarrrggghhh!  It seems as though it will never end.  Husband was a champion today.  Ran that old weed whacker into the ground!  It's a piece of $%#! anyway...electric.  Really, who buys an electric weed whacker...I guess we did at the last house we were in.  Gas is clearly the only way to go.  After several hours of weed whacking, Husband was getting close to the edge of the driveway and needed yet another extension cord.  After hooking up the 4th cord, the power was weak at best, but he got it done.  The front of the house now looks presentable.  So does the back and my walkway!!

Yes, I can see my chairs!!

The front walkway...

So, while Husband was waging war on the weeds out front and Fish was cutting all the stuff we cut down yesterday into more manageable pieces, I went out to the vegetable garden.  Whoa Nelly!  The weeds out there have clearly been enjoying the rotation of sun and rain!  Since we are planning on getting planter's mix on Saturday and rototilling, I need to get the weeds out of there asap. Most of them came out easily, but there were some stragglers that will need some additional coaxing.  Oh, and apparently, goat heads have made a comeback in the garden.  My knees had several sticking out of them...ouch!  

The fruits of my afternoon labors...

After several hours of weeding and cleaning, stacking wood to be burned at a later date, more weeding, and nursing my stabbed kneecaps, we decided to call it a day.  For short bursts of cleaning, we have gotten a lot done.  I took a picture of the front of the garage minus the stupid trees.  I love it!  It looks so clean now.  

Not sure what tomorrow will bring...maybe nothing.  Saturday should be a busy day...Sunday too...oh wait...it's Easter...maybe not then.   I've declared that my last day of Spring Break vacation, Monday, will be my day of rest.  I have my two lounge chairs and I intend to use them...reading and enjoying the weather.  :)