This afternoon I worked in the garden while Papa Pea finished the lawn mowing job started yesterday. He bagged the lawn clippings so I could use them to mulch the lettuce and other salad greens which had been coming in splattered with more mud than I liked. Washing them will be much, much easier now. Plus, we'll ingest less dirt.
But my main goal was to get the potatoes hilled. The picture above is Before Hilling.
And, in logical order, After Hilling (The two pictures were taken from opposite ends of the three 25' rows. Sorry if I caused undue consternation or confusion.)
I took what was most likely my last picking of rhubarb yesterday. I usually quit harvesting it by mid-summer and I've set the date of July 4th as mid-summer, although we have more summer-like weather after the 4th than before it. (Am I making any sense?)
Anywho, the poor plant now looks as if it has been struck by lightning and needs to be shipshaped up a bit. Actually, we did have darn high winds again on Monday and Tuesday of this week that didn't do several things in the garden any good. I'll tell you more about that tomorrow. It just doesn't make a lot of sense. Here we sit, surrounded by heavy woods on all sides so you wouldn't think we'd get blasted with that much wind. But. We do. (Sigh.) Frequently.
Before I sign off, a report on the homeopathic tablet to repel mosquitoes I took this morning before going out to work on firewood. Didn't work. Although after the first mosquito nailed me, as he took off with a full tank of my blood I do think I heard him say, "Pa-tooie! Yuck, that tasted awful." I'm going to give it another test run to see if I get the same results. Today, I gave up in short order and had hubby spray my exposed skin with what seems to be doing the best job for us this summer . . . "Buzz Away."
The Homestead at the End of June
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