Dirty Therapy

When I get home in the evenings, I should be getting my next moves organized, but instead I head straight out to the garden (after a change of clothes). It’s therapy, and right about now, I need therapy, or at least some anger management and help with focusing on the job at hand while I’m [...]

Peter Rabbit To My Farmer McGregor

Oh, the cute little cottontail has found my garden. *&#%$ @#$#%. $^*#@. Was out showing a family friend the neatly mulched and weeded beds (and the ones that are a mess of violets and overcrowding) when I noticed that the beet bed was raided. Three quarters of the two-inch tall beets (just growing their second [...]

How To Make An Omelet For Tuesday Night Supper

I usually come to the decision to make an omelet at the tail end of a long mental journey, winding my cranky way through four hundred and ninety two reasons not to cook tonight. I get home and wonder what’s for dinner, but get no answer because I’m the one who chooses food in this [...]

What a Load of Horse Sh*t*

Look at what I get to play in today! I ran home at lunchtime yesterday to pay the guy from the horse farm. He interrupted what sounded like an incredibly busy day, to load up ten scoops of aged horse manure in his hydraulic lift trailer. I ordered five scoops each of five year-old and [...]

The strip-tease of spring

Goodness, I just put up my winter banner, and already I need to work on something green. The thaw is here, and I hope final, though I know we could still get a dump load of snow straight through till May. That thought nudges the back of my mind but I try to ignore it, [...]

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