I can feel that I have about reached the point in the summer where I go from gardening/weeding/planting like a crazy woman, and now I sit back and watch the flowers and weeds grow. Then when the tomatoes are ready, or the peaches, I will pick them and preserve them even if they have grown up amidst a bunch of weeds. This is my strategy every year. It seems to work fine. My squashes and beans and tomatoes do just fine once the gardening frenzy has left my body.
I do not ever remember such a wet summer, though. It has rained and rained and rained. The back of our fenced in area is squelching! Rivers of field run-off water are still flowing back there. It sure is interesting to watch the water!
Here are some pics. We were puppy-sitting Aaron’s two dogs while he moved into a basement apartment of the house his friends just bought. It made for a busy week.
When I tear up bread from the day old bread store to feed the chickens I always have a lot of company in the kitchen. The dogs all love bread, except Sheldon who always takes his bites while looking totally grossed out. I call it Shel’s Torture Bread.
The chickens are doing well.
Ok, that’s all for now!