Mama Cayuga duck is sitting on a nest of eggs . . . on the chicken house floor. Oh, well. It obviously struck her as a good place. Do we need any more ducklings at this point? No, nuh-uh, we sure don't. On the other hand, we may learn something as to whether she's going to be a good breeder (and earn a spot as breeding stock) and if she'll be a good mother.
Our weather has been . . . maybe weird is a good word for it. We've had hotter than usual temps, and they started in June. Normally we get about a week of what is really high temps for us. This comes at perhaps the end of July. Or beginning of August. We've also had lots (and lots) of rain. Yesterday morning the rain gauge topped off at 2-1/10th inches. (Just a little sprinkle overnight.)
The rain combined with the hot weather has caused a near explosion in the garden. The appearance of it looks to be about a month ahead of normal. The harvests aren't much different than usual though.
I'm still picking and processing strawberries by the dump truck full. I got these three pounds of the everbearing Seascape variety yesterday. Beautiful, huh? How's the taste? Still watery, flavorless and sour. Ugh. Is it our soil? Too much rain? If so, why are the three different varieties of June bearers wonderful? Will I tough it out and let these everbearers go for one more year to see if there is any improvement in them? Not decided yet.
Our summer project list is not looking good. Well, the list itself looks great. It's the progress on it that is frustrating. Honestly, we're both working hard, not fluffing off too much. But our summer season is so short and we're trying to do so much. The two don't seem to mesh.
We haven't started on firewood. We have enough two-year old wood high, dry and under cover for this upcoming heating season, but that would leave us no back-up for the year after that. Not something that makes us feel comfortable.
I'd have to deem our poultry project (new chicks, ducks and geese) a rousing success. They're all fat and sassy and very healthy enjoying the good life on our little homestead. (When I went out this morning to photograph the assorted flock, the chickens and ducks were already nestled down in the shade of the little woods in their pasture. These geese came over to
The honey bees are doing great at this point. Will we be able to take any honey this year? Dunno yet. We're in the process of rebuilding our hives and inhabitants thereof. If we can just over-winter this good group we've got going, that alone will qualify as a booming success for us.
Geesh, hope this post hasn't come off as being penned by a Debbie Downer. We have SO many good things going and SO much to be thankful for and I am SO grateful and appreciative of where we live and what we're doing. I think I've just hit a mid-summer slump and could use a week on a beach somewhere. With my best friend and husband. (No, not my best friend and my husband. They are one and the same.)