Thursday, August 15, 2013

Some Days

Between showers, of which there were plenty

Just fall together in unexpected but good ways. Yesterday started with the chicken massacre, which was pretty awful, but it just got better from there.

The Farm Side was one thing that fell together quickly. Nothing like quotes from a real, honest-to-gosh college professor to beef up your material.

Then after chores we went up to see the boss's aunt. You may remember not too long ago she had a brush with very serious illness. Now she is bright and perky as a chickadee and full of fun, and funny, and clever, and we love her. She sent home a couple of trumpet vines, which have volunteered all over her lawn. I've got to get those puppies planted today, but I am not quite sure where to put them. I have always wanted one.

Lookin' south at dusk during the great chicken rescue

Then after the main midday round of work I froze that monster zucchetta. It made three whole quarts of pieces for soup this winter....not to mention all the ones I ate while doing the work of it. Darned stuff tastes just like butter.

Speaking of butter, Liz stopped at the Country Creamery in Canastota and brought us both home some. Best butter I have ever tasted. 

Chicken being rescued

Then the boss came over with the skid steer to scrape some weedy junk away from the house. It has just gotten away from me this wet, wet year and was higher than my head in a lot of places. I have a malignant case of tick terror...a real phobia...and it is hard for me to get out in that brushy growth to work.

I asked him before he left if he would take one bush of sumac out along the long lawn. It has been a couple of years since I could see Grandma Peggy's old concrete seahorse bird bath, because the darned sumacs seem to be bent on taking over the world one lawn at a time....starting with mine

Sunset...I love shooting those two power towers. They look like crosses to me


He didn't just take out the bush, he took out almost the whole darned forest. It is great! There is much more light in the living room, I can see the sun come up, and the whole area to the east is brighter and prettier.


Tiny acrobat
My new view


Sure ticked off one hummer though. There was a dead sumac next to the porch that I have been cutting on for years trying to get rid of it. He liked to perch there if I was on the porch and he didn't want to come too close. He went to land on it yesterday and was mad as a snapping turtle when his butt landed in empty air.

Oh, well, he will just have to find another perch.

Then as icing on the good-day-for-a-change cake, Jade came down and mowed the lawns. Now they are all as smooth and soft and velvety as kitten fur. Sure made a lot of robins happy.

The only thorn in an otherwise smooth day, besides the chickens of course, was that it rained every single time the boss went out to try and mow hay. Sure has been a frustrating summer for that occupation. 

5 comments:

Rev. Paul said...

Ah, yes ... a slow day, I see. :)

Ruth said...

WHen you plant that trumpet vine.....either plant it with SERIOUS root barrier (I keep seeing suggested a 5gallon bucket with the bottom cut out sunk into the ground and the vine planted in the middle) or in a place where you can and WILL be mowing around it religiously.

The folks we bought the house from had transplanted theirs from to close to the house to a better spot in the yard....except they didn't get all the roots, and so now there's a million baby vines popping up for about a 20ft radius of where it used to be. I even broke down and used some serious high-test poison weed killer on them AND THEY STILL WON'T ALL DIE.

threecollie said...

Rev. Paul, it sure was a nice day. yesterday was pretty decent too!

Ruth, I am grateful for this info. Having a hard time deciding where to put them

Cathy said...

So glad your sweet aunt is good.
Love the pictures . . and had to smile at the fact that you and your hubby are together on what needs pruned. My hubby is always sneaking off when I'm not around so he can hack away at things I'd just as soon let be. LIke next year's forsythia bloom.
And LISTEN TO RUTH.
Those vines will take over. I love 'em but they need a WIDE berth :-D

threecollie said...

Cathy, still haven't planted them. I just don't know where to put them....