These days I don't know which end I'm sitting on. Not that I'm spending much time sitting. So maybe it's a good thing. (Happy Birthday, Martha. Eighty years old. Wow.)
We're still very much working toward our goal of reorganizing and purging all storage areas. You'd think we would learn, but we continue to look at a specific area and think that with the two of us working on it, it should be done in two days. Two weeks later . . .
Our solar energy guy came by yesterday to determine what could be done to get our system up and running again after we suspected it might have been damaged by an electrical zap (possibly an indirect strike of lightning) during the storm the last week in July. Blast and dang, suspicions confirmed. The controls that enable the panels to follow the sun were damaged, but the more serious issue is that our converter was fried. It's done, gone, kaputz. We're very fortunate we still have the ability to run off the grid until we can get back on solar.
The fire danger in our area continues to be very high because of our severe lack of moisture. Although the temperature climbs into the 80s every day, the sky remains hazy with smoke drifting down from Canada. Most days the smell of the smoke permeates the air, and I think we're all suffering a bit from the continued unhealthy atmosphere.
I harvested my garlic a couple of weeks ago (eighty-eight bulbs), and it's hanging in an empty corner of a wood shed to cure.
The sunflowers are blooming like crazy but many of them have several small heads at the top of the plant rather than one larger one you would normally see. Messy, huh? Quite a few of my flowers seem to be doing weird things this year.
The geraniums planted around the bird bath look good, but are orange in color (I hate orange geraniums) rather than the dark red ones indicated on the tag when I purchased the starts.
The portion of our little plot of corn that got blown over in the previously mentioned storm has almost righted itself. Amazing. Small ears are starting to form on the stalks.
The horseradish root I planted this year is growing beautifully. I can start harvesting it next year. Must learn how to make homemade horseradish. My grandpa always made his own but no recipe (he probably didn't have one) was handed down through the family.
About an hour ago, I put a second batch of stuffed green peppers in the freezer. The peppers seem to be early this year, and we're glad to have them.
Busy, busy days and in the blink of an eye, this new month of August will be over. Here's hoping you're all staying healthy and positive while learning to navigate these crazy times we've all found ourselves in.