Omigosh, what is going on? It was over 80 degrees out in the garden by 10 AM this morning! Northern Minnesota in late May is not allowed to be this warm.
Even though we were struggling under such difficult conditions (any sympathy?), we did get a bit done.
We've been slowly replacing the wood framing of our raised garden beds that we constructed 12-13 years ago. There was one really bad one that I told hubby to ignore for this year because I didn't really need it to plant in. But he kept looking at it, and it kept bothering him so he decided to replace it this morning.
First he had to remove a lot of the soil before he could pull the old frame out/off. Say this with a low, gravelly voice: "It was a three wheelbarrow job!"
Good-bye old frame. You served us well.
A few years ago, we built some "risers" out of tamarack because it was the only wood we had to work with. Tamarack is a dense, VERY heavy wood, and the choice turned out to be a BIG mistake. Each riser weighs about 600 pounds (give or take a few), and they are a bear to move. So we decided to use this one for the new bed frame. Here hubby is taking off the handles that were handy when we had to move it.
And there it is in place.
Whoops, not quite. Minor adjustments needed yet.
Ahhh, leveled, dirt back in place and finished. Good job, honey!
I did a double-take when I walked by these honkin', big radishes sticking out of the soil. They're Easter Egg and Crunchy Royale. (I'm glad to report that they're still nice textured and mild, not woody or too strong. I don't think I've ever grown better radishes than this year.)
I got a 35 foot row of sunflowers planted this morning. (Sure am glad he took this shot from the front!)
Only 32 more feet to go. Ugh.
It was 1 o'clock before I checked the time. We'd worked right through lunch, but neither one of us felt hungry . . . too hot! But I knew we'd soon be running on empty unless we ate something so . . .
I went in and made us just small salads complete with homemade (slightly burned) croutons. (Hey, a little charcoal cleans out the system!)
Now it's mid-afternoon, I'm in for a sit down lemonade break and hubby had a pick-me-up cuppa java and is now getting the mower ready for our small hay field.
I've got a plot all ready for some green beans, and I'd like to get my dill planted yet today.
Get back out there, Mama Pea. No rest for the wicked.
the quotidian (12.11.17)
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