Showing posts with label weaving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weaving. Show all posts

Friday, November 15, 2019

All Quiet on the Farm

I've not posted anything here for months. It was a difficult year on the farm. We suffered under severe drought conditions during the late spring and well into August. Weather like that will kill off a garden quickly, and we could not afford to water the entire garden. However, we continue to learn about both ourselves and our little farm. Here are a few take-aways from this year:

1. The vegetable garden must be redone to allow Adam to mow it with the riding mower. Weeds take over when paths between the raised beds only allow a push mower. Adam will remove one or two of our long raised beds in the spring.

2. We have too many raised beds in the garden, and we continue to attempt vegetables that don't grow well here. We'll focus on crops that thrive here: okra, sweet potatoes, peas, asparagus, strawberries (we hope).

3. I'm moving all my tomato plants out of the veggie garden next summer. They'll be in large pots in the house lot. I'll only plant Matt's Wild Cherry tomato plants. My tomatoes in the garden got progressively more diseased year to year, and they take up so much space.

4. I will never, ever try lavender again. I gave it my absolute best try, and it all died ... again.

5. Elderberry bushes, however, do quite well! I want more of them.

6. My gourds did well. My herb beds continue to flourish. The willow saplings are doing well too.

Now for some photos of what's been going on.

Henny Penny hatched four chicks in late summer. They're now ten weeks old. I think I have two hens and two roos.



I continue to weave occasionally.
 Adam installed a new water filter in the kitchen.
 I continue to paint many watercolor cards and sell them. Here's a roo.
 Adam vastly improved the chicken run with a supporting pole for the netting and new mulch underfoot.
 He built himself a desk in the house too, for all his writing/editing/podcast/youtube work.
 We had enough figs to make my mother a few jars of preserves in August.
 We had wonderful okra! I planted it late, so it produced after the drought had mostly passed. It did well when nothing else did.
 I continued to knit for autumn.
 Adam and I sold my wares at the farmer's market each week.
 We survived Hurricane Dorian. The north side of our house was splattered with shredded leaves.
 I painted the walls and floor of the guest room.
 Adam pulled out the entire termite-eaten floor in the little building.
 And he put in a new floor after treating/killing all the termites.
 And I painted it.
 Our trees and shrubs are so very confused after two hurricanes in two years. The crabapple tree is now used to blooming in October.
 Molting season has arrived in the chicken coop. Poor Sheena looks awful!
 I picked a few herbs before frost, hoping to make sachets with them.

This is the extent of our sweet potato harvest! So very sad. Adam worked hard, and dug out a very long bed. That's what a drought will do to you.
 I'm saving dried okra pods for next years planting.
 Drying herb leaves in jars. Tarragon flowers also.

 And one last woven scarf.
We are keeping busy, but farming/gardening has been a disappointment this year. We're hoping for better rains in 2020, and healthier crops. It's raining right now! Praise the Lord!

Tuesday, March 20, 2018

Video Tour of the Herb Garden, Etc.

Hello, all. I finally made a little video for you, touring our sunny side yard with the herb garden, rose bushes, and other things. I successfully loaded it into Youtube.(That is no small feat!) Here it is:

I also took photos of various wildflowers blooming on the farm right now -- mid-March. Here they are:
a bright buttercup

sweet little violet

I'm uncertain of this flower's name.

happy dandelion

a different variety of buttercup, I think

Henbit is this weed's name.

 This weed is purple deadnettle (above and below). It is edible. I think I'll pick some for my chickens.
 This is chickweed.

Sweet little chickweed flower

I'm hoping this is calendula, but will wait for its flowers to aid in identification.

Broad-leaf plantain is a wonderful weed.
I have more of the narrow-leaf variety.
 Our Japanese magnolia continues to bloom and hasn't been zapped by frost yet this year.


 Adam made headway with his fencing yesterday. He's about halfway done.
 I sold a shawl at the market on Saturday, so I'm weaving another one.
That's it from the farm!

Saturday, December 30, 2017

Thank You, Canada!

Here comes the Arctic blast! Are we ready?
*Put straw in new chicken coop for insulation and to eliminate drafts
*Build door on farm dogs' barn bay
*Install heater in farm dogs' barn bay
*Cover eucalyptus tree with hoop house plastic
*Give Sylvie more straw under her broody eggs
*Close off spare rooms in the house and crank up those space heaters!

Yessiree, the cold air is acomin'! Monday night's low will be 16 degrees, but it will feel like 7 degrees. I know that's nothing unusual to some of you tough Northerners, but to us wimpy Southerners, that's bone-chillin', teeth-chatterin', move-me-to-Arizona weather!

On the front porch greenhouse, I eat a little cherry tomato nearly every day. My 3 tomato plants are quite happy.
I zoomed in to photograph this female cardinal outside my window.
 Then Adam hung two bird feeders there, so I can see the birds better, take their pictures, and perhaps include them in future stories.
 Isn't he sweet? All I did was say something about watching birds, and boom! Two bird feeders appear.
The cold weather gives Beau some staticky hair.
 I started my Winter Journal. I tried stitching a snowflake on it, but I'm not quite sure it's a snowflake ....
 I painted this mouse, just for practice. My new story is about a mouse family.
 Speaking of stories, I mailed out three copies of the Punkin story today! I'm so, so excited. I now have 13 copies promised to friends. It's just so fun to share one's creative pursuits.

 

 

Finally, I'm weaving again. I warped in a selection of gray/blues and deep reds, with some sparkly yarn thrown in. The weft is a smoky blue. The photos don't do it justice -- this one was a surprise. I pick out yarns, and I load the loom, and I begin weaving ... and that's when I find out if my selections were mediocre or magical. This one is magical for some reason. It is brighter, sparklier, and more rustic than the photos.

Well, stay warm out there, folks. This next week promises to be a doozy. We will be inside, eating soup, thrusting our toes toward the heaters, and going a little stir-crazy. Cheerio!