Showing posts from May, 2020

In which we have an Official Motto, and the weather is Extreme

My new necklace is made from a wax seal that dates from the early 1800's. I love the image, but even more, I love the motto inscribed in teeny letters.

Truly, this must be the Dragon's very own motto!
Fee gets some time off this week, first off because yesterday was "vet day": chiropractic adjustment, vaccines, and hock injections.

As always, she stood quietly for all the veterinary goings-on, even before the sedation. Sensible, yes?  But during flex-tests she moved out boldly at a trot with her ears pinned--classic Dragon, her fire is undiminished.

There's another reason we are laying low for a while:  the weather.

We could feel the storm approaching this morning, as we scurried around feeding animals and moving tools under cover.  
Then, ka-BOOM!  Huge rolls of thunder echoed up and down our valley, and the rain bucketed down, and we scampered into the house.  We even saw bolts of lightning, which is unusual--our region doesn't get much lightning, and when we do it…

In which we do not see the bear, but we can see why the bear was there

We didn't see the bear* but we knew that there was a bear.

We saw all kinds of scat and tracks when we were out on the trail yesterday.  I took photos of the tracks, but not the bear poop.  If you need to see what bear poop looks like, Google can help you with that.  
(Bears actually poop in the middle of the trail fairly often, so that's the place to look if you can't find it on Google.)
*one time Fee and I were walking down a hill side-by-side and a biker called out from the uphill side, "Hey, do you know that you just walked past a bear?"  

Speaking of Fee and her feet, it's time to re-visit the changes we started making last November:  we changed the angles a little bit, and removed (supposedly temporarily) her plastic pads.  
The plan was to let her go without pads through the winter, when she isn't working as much, and put them back on in Spring when we started legging up for the Cross-State Ride.

Of course, the World Ended this spring, so the Cross-State…

In which we welcome a new little fish (she doesn't have a name yet)

Big excitement at Fish Creek Farm this morning: Flower had her baby!

We all took turns visiting because of social distancing.  

Patty was quite giddy when she called to tell the news.  "She's big!  And she's friendly*!  And she has SPOTS!" 

Patty did confess that she had been into the caffeinated tea this morning, since she was running low on sleep while waiting for this foal.  Still, the giddiness is understandable.

 After halter-time, it's snack-time.

Since lytha posted recently about her horse's sire, we wandered over to say hi and snap a couple pictures of the filly's dad: Dory's stallion Balistik.

Balistik's offspring tend to be bold and easy to work with (Arianna is his daughter, and so is Meagan's mare RhythmRocky was another Balistik child).  
He's not young anymore (turned 27 this year), but he's still pretty handsome!

Welcome, little filly!  We're glad you're here!

In which hunkering continues, the weather improves, and we grow stuff

The apartment complex where my parents live has lots of amenities,  most of which are closed up right now because of the pandemic.   The garden, however, is fully accessible (with social distance, of course).

I haven't seen my folks since the world ended here in mid-March.  We chat frequently by phone and Zoom, and we celebrated my birthday online last month.  For Mother's Day, we (distantly) delivered compost and seedlings and lunch.  
It was nice.
I felt really lonely for about 3 days after that, but whatcha gonna do?
At home, we have much more time than usual to devote to gardening projects.  When I unearthed a "drip irrigation kit" that Jim had purchased several years ago, we tore it open and installed it!

Elsewhere on the Farm, things are sprouting, budding, and fruiting.

In which the garden contributes to the Covid "vacation" larder

First week of May - REPORT Planted:  squashes, cucumbers, corn Sprouted and Growing: peas, potatoes, tomatoes, garlic, herbs Blooming: fruit trees, berry bushes, rosemary bushes We Are Eating: parsley, cilantro, chives, overwintered greens, rhubarb, and SO MANY EGGS.

The rhubarb is the big production issue at the moment.  

The eggs are easy to distribute among friends and neighbors--neither of the houses closest to us keep chickens, and they very politely don't complain about the roosters.  

Rhubarb is a little more problematic. Almost everybody already has rhubarb.  
Remarkably, our Southern Neighbors don't seem to have any. This whole area used to be part of the dairy farm belonging to Mrs. Southern Neighbor's gramma, and I figure our rhubarb is descended from gramma's own rhubarb, so I delivered a huge bundle to their house a few days ago.  I took them eggs and chocolate-chip oatmeal cookies also...and they returned with a gift of elk sausage and a bear roast b/c Mr. Sou…