Saturday, July 23, 2016

The Peggy Channel

Of course, Grandma, I'd love to have you take my picture
But let me get ready for that flash first....

Rockin' the over-sized hand me down Justin's and taking baby for a walk
There is a plastic long horned bull in that stroller too.
Our little lady is well-rounded

Friday, July 22, 2016


Some stuff of Grandma Peggy's and mine. 

You'd never know it,  what with the way I took to farming like a Mallard to a puddle, but my brothers and I grew up running back and forth between an antique shop and a book store that sat side by side over in Fonda....gone now to the match of some arsonists a few years ago. 

The folks moved away from there long ago but many of my early memories were of reading the real Tarzan...... in the book store and cajoling things from inventory from the folks. We had pocket knives of all sorts back in those days. I still have nifty thingamabobs that were parts of old chandeliers and a jet button with a dragon on it. Nickles for Popsicles were important then as well.

Things were very different then. The town simply bustled with antique dealers, among them the Morfords, father and son, with whom my folks often did business.

I sort of knew them...the way small children know grownup people who are far beyond their sphere of influence...and sometimes we kids went along when dad went to their stores. Of course we were often underfoot when they came into our store too...

I always thought of mom and dad's place as all one word...


The book store is Tryon County Books, since Mom and Dad are still in business

Anyhow, tomorrow there is going to be an auction down in the village of some of the Morford family heirlooms. Even if you are not in the area and can't attend, it would be worth your time to browse the photos in the auction brochure. Truly amazing things. Sure brought back memories of my distant kidhood! Scroll down the brochure page for photos of items.

I spent at least an hour looking at the merchandise this morning.

There will be another auction of another property in August.

Cool stuff there too.

This is my favorite thing so far. I almost wish I wasn't such a terrible hermit....


Thursday, July 21, 2016


The garlic is dug and drying. I planted a lot less this year, as even with giving it away a lot dried up before we could use it last season. We fertilized mid-winter with the cleanings from the bunny coops...
I highly recommend same. I always had great gardens back in the day when I had 75 rabbits in a rabbitry, and it still works as good as ever.

Pulled all the first crop lettuce for the hens and will plant more today or tomorrow.

Beans are blooming madly, despite woodchuck depredations. I need to get into that garden in the next day or so....after I finally get unpacked from camp that is.

Birds have gone nearly silent, although the Carolina Wrens are whistling up a storm. . Warblers migrate pretty darned early. Saw one Yellow Warbler yesterday and there are lots of Common Yellowthroats around yet.

Chickadees brought the kids in yesterday morning, going over the Winesap tree with fine-toothed What a commotion they made! I hadn't been feeding, but filled my Jonna feeder with enough seeds to entertain them. They obliged by visiting within minutes. They must watch in the ingress and egress of folks here, as the feeders can be empty for they have been...and within mere moments after seed is applied, they are back.

Last night the house was full of mosquitoes! It was terrible! We discovered that the front screen had all but disintegrated around the edges, so the boss and I repaired it this morning. Didn't make the mama robin who has a brood on one porch pillar terribly happy, but she's over it now.

Hell Wagon is finally fixed after much expense and many days. Darned thing. Three loads of hay yesterday, so I guess it's working.

Last, but not least, Finbar seems to be feeling better...enough better to be chock full of naughty, jumping on people and chewing things and being a normal little Border Collie. I am so grateful. I had no idea how much I missed having a BC until we brought one home. I hope at some point I can let him and Mack play together, but for now Mack is so much bigger and so darned rough I fear harm. Did I mention that I keep buying this dog toys? I am not too much of a dog toy buying sort.....but.....he likes them.....

Monday, July 18, 2016

Of Course

All the man pants...the worky ones....are freshly hung on the clothesline. Finally, kinda, sorta, caught up on laundry, the third day home from camp. There are still towels, but there are always's a given with 7 people taking showers here. Some of them more often than others.

Cue the storm. Thunder rolls, rain begins. Ah, well, a nice fresh rinse, right?

We worried about taking Fin to camp, what with his new puppy immune system and all, and he thrived all week. Brought him home. Three days and he's sick. Fun to find a pet vet at this point. I had planned to take him to the place where he was vetted before we bought him, but they wouldn't see him until late tomorrow. Gee, thanks.

Took him up to Fort Plain where I used to take the old BCs back in the day. No concrete diagnosis, as diarrhea in puppies is a vague kind of thing, but he has some good medicines to be going on with. By way of explanation I do my own basic vaccines and take the dogs to our farm vet for rabies shots.

Hopefully he will be okay. I don't know that I have ever fallen so hard and fast for a dog. He is a good one.

Men are working on the hell wagon that has been broken for a couple of months. May it come apart quickly, be repaired cheaply, and go back together right. Pretty please.  And then a little hay weather would be nice. Although the state is under a drought advisory it has sure rained a bunch the past couple of weeks...

I should be working on the Farm Side, which will once again be appearing on Fridays. Fine with me. It ran on Fridays since 1998 and I never really got why it moved to Saturday. Whatever.....

And there you have it, all the news from the Monday after camp. Fit to print or otherwise.