They will rebuild the ruined cities and live in them. They will plant vineyards and drink their wine; they will make gardens and eat their fruit.
Evie and Daddy planted cucurbits last Thursday (Holy Thursday). Four or Five different varieties of winter squash, with two varieties of pumpkin and three rather scrawny looking cucumbers and two absolutely emaciated melons. (We have never had a good melon harvest. I am about ready to give up on them.) It has been unseasonably dry,… Continue reading Cucurbits in the Garden.
While we don't have an active garden at the house anymore (we barely have time for the one garden at the farm) Ellie still cares about her little flower bed at the end of the orchard. Still looks pretty wintery, but... There are some buds on some of the trees. Especially this little Hollywood Plum.… Continue reading Ellie’s Garden
This week has been too busy, we have only had a grand total of two hours to work on farm projects all week. One of those hours was spent gathering information. In the garden beds, in direct sunlight in the middle of the day, soil temps are about 50 degrees. Under the cold frame the… Continue reading Hoop Bender
Hazel bush. Elderberry. Goumi berry. Black berry. Josta berry. Willow. Look at that color! Time to start setting up fences!
Goumi berries in full bloom!
Yesterday afternoon the soil temperature was about 60°. Then it rained all night long. Barely over 50. Nothing cools the soil down like 12 hours of cold rain. Nevertheless, still warm enough for some cool season crops like radishes, spinach, lettuce. We have some seeds in the ground so we decided to feed them some…… Continue reading Worm castings, and soil temperature
Cold, blustery, rainy, gray. Typical early April day in the Pacific Northwest. But inside the cold frames, it is plenty warm enough to start some seeds.
Family vacations are fun adventures in which we get to experience new things and see new places. They are also busy. Very busy. Even when everyone doesn't get sick. So we were happy to get back home last Saturday and spend a quiet Sunday doing as close to nothing as we could manage, given the… Continue reading A Bright and Quiet Sunday
Little Farm in the Big City 