They Are Getting Braver

The kittens have been hanging out on the patio more and more but tonight they slept in a big cat pile right outside the patio door.

After they woke up they had a grand old time wrestling, prancing, and climbing. They are so much fun to watch. The kittens are learning to eat in the cat carrier. We are hoping to be able to catch them in the cat carrier to take them to get neutered. Keeping our fingers crossed.

Mid Summer Flowers in Bloom

Midsummer is great for flowers. Everything is going crazy, including the weeds.

I love the variegated blue and white of these morning glories I planted to grow up the sad fig tree skeletons. They just started blooming yesterday morning.

The Black-Eyed Susans have been going crazy for a few weeks. The blood red dahlias planted along side them are just beginning to bloom but the pictures weren't very nice.

These Diablo Cosmos are just hitting their stride.

The Purple Cone Flowers are glorious this year and I found Foxgloves blooming amidst them. I am so glad the foxglove came back since they are one of my favorites.

The regular Cosmos, volunteers from last year, are also blooming like mad.

But the phlox are simply riotous!

Kitten Update

The kittens are almost three months old and they are quite a lot of fun to watch. After the multiple moves mama cat was no longer able to keep the kittens close to their hiding place. And they discovered kitten chow. They prance and play on the patio and in the backyard throughout most of the day but are most active in the evening. We have spent many delightful evenings watching their antics while we eat dinner on the patio.

They are quite hungry in the morning and come right up to the patio doors.

The local association I found that neuters feral cats is running a special for the month of August so I am hoping we can get something scheduled. We still don't know how many males vs females we have as the kittens haven't let us get any closer than six feet.

Harvest Time

The first of the Cherokee Purple tomatoes were ready this past week, some of the earliest I have ever had. These are the grafted tomatoes that were growing in gallon pots and were about 5 times bigger than the Amish Paste tomatoes I planted the same day.

Pickling cukes are also coming in. I started a crock of fermented half-sours from a recipe given to me by my friend Lynn. She makes the best pickles and I only hope mine turn out half as tasty as hers.

The last of the fall planted broccoli yielded a tasty broccoli salad. And I have been occasionally picking Chiogga beets and zucchini and yellow squash.

The berries are continuing to go crazy. So far I have picked 29 pounds of blueberries, most of that now residing in the freezer.  The blueberries are definitely on the downward side of picking.

The red raspberries are getting close to finishing, I hope; but the fall gold raspberries are starting to ripen for their first harvest.

Last year I preferred the flavor of the red raspberries over the gold but this year the taste of the golds is superior. Must be the weather since nothing else has changed.

Silly Sheep

The sheep gave us a little mystery last week. I moved them to a new paddock on Tuesday afternoon and had 8,000 volts when I tested the fencing. Tuesday evening, while feeding the goats, Clara and Leda decided to jump their fence since they were sure they belonged in their old paddock next to the goats. It took nearly 45 minutes to get them back into the new paddock with the rest of their flock. While in the barn Alan decided to check the voltage of the electric fence and found nothing. By now it was getting dark so we did a quick survey of all the fence lines but found nothing big. The voltage loss had to have been the result of something big since I had 8,000 volts 6 hours earlier in the day. Alan traced the fault to one line and disconnected it so at least the rest of the fencing had electricity.

The sheep were also acting weird. They did not want to go to the lower end of their new paddock, preferring to stay up closer to their old paddock. They didn't even come down for some grain. I also noticed the ice sled was near the wooded area, about 50 feet from where it was earlier in the day. I had it leaning up against the chicken run since we had been using it to give the ducks a spot to go swimming.

The next day I went out while Alan was at work and scythed all the fence lines but didn't see anything major affecting the fencing. All the insulators appeared to be fine, but the switch to disconnect the offending run of fencing broke off in my hand. Just as Alan was getting home I had connected the line with clip and figured that should do it. Of course it didn't but Alan found the problem. One of the insulators was spun around 180 degrees and the fence wire was resting up against the metal T-post. Once he spun the insulator around and reattached the wire we were back up to 8,000 volts.

So this is what we believe happened Tuesday afternoon. One of the sheep, while exploring their new digs, found the ice sled and became tangled up in the cord. The entangled sheep took off in a panic, pulling the ice sled behind them. The ice sled flung around and hit the insulator, spinning the insulator around and causing the electric wire to contact the metal post and discharge its charge into the ground, pulling down the whole system. The wire is a little bent right at the insulator like it was hit. The spooked sheep then ran as far away from the commotion as they could, back up to the area next to their last paddock and closest to the goats.

By the next day the sheep had calmed down and were back into their usual grazing routine. But they still looked a little sheepish. And I moved the ice sled out of their paddock.

Rose of Sharon

Before we sold the old house I moved some of my favorite plants. The Rose of Sharon shrubs at the old house always bloomed by my birthday. The ones I moved have not bloomed until this year, on my birthday!

The original shrub I got came from my in-laws old property. It had many babies at our old house, some of them with the original purple flowers, some with more of a magenta flower, and these lovely white ones. I moved the white ones because they are my favorite and I figured some of their babies would have purple flowers. It's so nice to see an old friend on my birthday.

Back to Work on the Garage

Alan finally was able to get back to work on his garage/shop today. He got up early and bought drywall and was able to get the hardest pieces (under the mounts for the garage doors) on the ceiling up today.

His drywall lift was great. He was able to do all this without any help. That meant I could spend time in the garden and two hours picking berries. He says the rest of the drywall will go up much faster. I just can't wait to get his shop set up.