No, I'm not heading out anywhere. But the oats and barley mix that we seeded in the pumpkin patch this year as green manure is. Heads are finally forming so . . .
. . . it's time to cut it down and plow it under. That's on the list for today . . . IF things out there dry up enough to do so.
Our days of sunshine and dry weather continue to be few and far between. Seems like each day we wake up to:
* Dense fog advisories.
* Humid, wet, damp air. Inside and out.
* No-see-ums that inflict painful bites, then pick you up, toss you around and will kill ya if ya stand still.
* Torrential rains.
* Weather that generally makes you want to crawl back into bed and snooze for maybe four or five more hours.
* Garden plants that are turning yellow for lack of sunshine.
* Slugs that are enjoying a population explosion.
* Misty, drippy rain.
* Peas that should be reveling in this weather but are refusing to grow because of lack of sunshine.
* Construction/remodeling that is going slower than we wish because of wet weather.
But I'll try to curtail my whining and complaining as I know other parts of our country are experiencing REAL weather-related problems that make ours seem like nothing at all.
You don't hear any talk around here of the danger of forest fires these days either. That in itself is worth A LOT!
Hope to chronicle action in the pumpkin patch later today.
the quotidian (10.23.17)
12 hours ago