I went outside this morning searching for subjects for a Sunday post.
This is it.
Our new little (?) chicks were moved to their outside dwelling a week or so ago. Since they had plenty of inside room to run around in, we kept them enclosed for several days. Then about three days ago, Papa Pea opened the door to the great, green pasture outside. It was a bit of a slow process, but they all eventually ventured out . . . and immediately began feasting on fresh, green grass. Figuring out how to get back into their secure shelter at night proved to be a challenge at first, but last night, for the first time, they were all inside at lock-down time.
The strawberries started blossoming about a week ago, right on time.
The apple trees? Well, another story. They are already about two weeks behind their usual blossoming time and, as you can see, have a ways to go yet. This pretty much assures us no apple harvest this year. In a good year when they are in full blossom a week or so before the end of May, we often have a hard time getting the apples to fully mature in the fall. This year I think we'd better start seeking out a winter's supply of good, organic apples to purchase. We're currently researching the options of putting in a bunch of dwarf trees which may do better in our climate.
The shell peas are very pleased with this cool weather. They have popped through the dirt and are happily marching down either side of their trellises. Good peas, happy peas.
This is what happens when the Head Gardener leaves a hot cap in the path of the Under Gardener who is on a mission to get all his weed whipping done. Ooops.
My tromp outside over the grounds this morning was wet and a bit buggy. No work outside yesterday at all since we had rain most of the day. With a temp this morning only in the 50s, it's gonna be wet out there for a while. Can I find something to occupy my time inside? Oh, yeah.
The Homestead at the End of June
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