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Fin.

It’s been awhile since I last posted.


And for quite a while I’ve felt a bit hesitant about sharing.


Life continues to unfold in both familiar and unpredictable ways.


My WordPress account came up for renewal, and I decided (or maybe the decision decided me?) to not renew my blog.


Other facets of my life are calling.


I enjoy looking back 6 months, and considering the possibility of 6 months from now…


In 6 months, this now emerging sunflower (providing it thrives & survives the season, sets seed, and I can get to it before birds do) will be, once again, a powerful and humble seed.


I wanted to thank anyone and everyone who read this blog, and for those who followed this blog.

I hope it offered some benefit.


It meant a lot to me, and I’m aware that all time is precious, and so I thank you for using your time this way.


Wishing you all good things.


Good morning from Northside.

  


Potatoes are IN.

Yesterday I got to my garden.

I haven’t planted anything of my own since last Autumn when the garlic got in

  
They seem to be growing well

  
The folks who own the land planted the first 20 pounds of potatoes last week

This is the bed I set to plant in the remaining 25 pounds

Buckwheat was planted there last season

  
I’m not sure when it was last tilled, but this was a job for the push-hoe

My favorite hand tool!

 
Heart-shaped T-handled push-hoe, to be more precise 

 This is the view looking back down the bed after first swiping through

Then, I raked up the weeds.

Here’s what it looked like prior to push-hoeing… Before… & After. 

Ah-mazing.

Yep. Love my push-hoe. 
Then, the wheel-hoe with the chisel-plow attachments to create two furrows where the potatoes will be set

 
Shoved & grunted my way through Quack Grass roots

That’s some strong medicine in those roots!

  

It’s also built for a taller frame, so it’s not the most ideal tool for this body.

But, it did the work to be done.

Time to fetch the potatoes & Potash

   

 

Three varieties left

  

Loaded up in the garden-way cart

  

…some Potash goodness for the potatoes dusted into the furrows

Thank you, Ocean

 
Starting with the variety Strawberry Paw

  

Some of the seed from this variety was larger than an egg, so they were cut so that at least two eyes remained on each piece

 Eyes, check.

 The phrase “snug as a bug in a rug” came to mind…

  
Hooray!

Onto the next variety

 I really like purple potatoes

  

Last, but not least… The German Butterball.

Quite a delicious potato.

  
All in!

Time to zip them up…

  
Zzzzzzip

  
Zzzzzzip

Potatoes are IN.

In the remaining 4 feet at the far end of the bed, I seeded two varieties of sunflowers.

It’s older seed… Hopefully they’ll germinate well.

It remains to be seen.

 
I forget how much I enjoy this work… 

It felt so good to tend to my garden.

Dry beans coming soon!

 


Good morning from Northside.

  


Good morning from Northside.

  


Good morning from Northside.

  


Good morning from Northside.

  

Hello, Squirrel!


Good morning from Northside.

  


Good morning from Northside.

  

There was a nice spring rain through the night

  

Bakira is an Ancient.

When house sitting, I try to arrive before dark, but sometimes between work & other engagements, arriving after dark just happens

  

Baki & Rosie sniffing out my bags last night…

There are memories that come up from being here 8 months ago 

Always there is opportunity to practice with the mind, to open to what is present.


Garlic planting.

This past weekend, the folks who own the land where I’ve been keeping a garden and me planted our garlic.

It’s a bit earlier then I usually plant, since I had been planning on going away for the 2nd half of October – but that’s not happening now – so we went ahead anyways

The moon was in Taurus, which is good for root crops
And the plan was in place that we could simply relax into

So – garlic planting.

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It was a beautiful day.

I love walking into the barn when the sun streams in…

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Gotta turn off the electric fence…

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And get the sorted garlic

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Peg insisted on playing fetch throughout the day, which was a pleasure

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Unfortunately & interestingly, I found that a number of the larger heads of garlic had some kind of sadness going on…

These were NOT used for seed garlic

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Proof & Reason #634 that “bigger is not always better”

And it’s just one more experiment and something to notice with this land & soil… I made it a point to not space the garlic so far apart this time

Intentionally growing for smaller heads of garlic, and see what that yields next season…

Smaller heads keep better, anyhow

It’s exciting already…
Something to look forward to in July…

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So instead of two rows per bed, I put in three.

Cracked the garlic

And dusted in some Fertrell

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Which both feeds the garlic & amends the soil with some slow releasing rock dusts

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In goes the garlic cloves

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Four varieties of Rocambole, which came out to about 150 cloves

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All in bed

Ready to zip up the rows

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And add a thick blanket of mulch

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Slow going, it was loose spoiled hay which was in the barn
So back and forth

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The pile of hay in the barn

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With the elegant and formidable spider web near by

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A friend came by
Helping with the rest of the mulching

Back & forth…

Each time the sheep would come over
I would tell them that they didn’t want this hay, as it had spoiled

Or maybe they wanted carrot tops…?

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“Petit a petit, l’oiseau fait son nid”

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(Little by little the bird builds its nest)

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It was sunny & cool, but all the back and forth warmed the body, allowing for peeling to happen

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The bumblebees were out on the marigold
I harvested some of the seed heads for next year

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And one of the Batchelor’s Button flowers came out pink!

Not sure if it will make it too seed stage before a hard frost comes, but I’ll keep a watch on it

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I have no idea why, but often when I go to pee, the sheep will follow me & watch

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So curious.

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And so the continuation, unbroken line of seed saving & planting through time

And thus begins the next growing season

Blessings on all things