Month: June 2019

Honoring Women’s Authority at Church

I’ve written before about how frustrating I find our cultural practice of inviting the wives of Men With Big Callings to speak. I was listening to a podcast about a tangential topic today, and it occurs to me that instead of asking the wives of Men With Big Callings to speak, we should be asking

2019 First “Real” Tomato

Today was the day! I finally got my first “real” (non-cherrry) tomato! Let’s also talk about what a sorry tomato Early Girl is. The plants are prone to disease, and the tomatoes are NOT early. They are the last to put on fruit again this year. I’m not going to waste space in my garden

On eyesight and age

As I’ve gotten older, I’ve noticed my eyes have started to go fuzzy. Everyone told me it would happen when I hit my forties, and I ignored them, believing myself to be the exceptional exception. Turn out I’m not exceptional after all. My eyes are getting worse and worse. I can still read at a

Skipping the Miracle

Today was my weekly Wednesday garden spray, but I decided to give the plants a rest and did not apply any Miracle-Gro this week. I want the tomatoes to be able to put their energy into ripening some of these green tomatoes instead of making leaves, and I think it’s probably a good idea to

Wednesday update

That Dern Deer has not shown its face since we put out the repellants. That’s five days deer-free. I’m hopeful this will keep the pest away, at least until I get some tomatoes. I spent the morning pulling weeds, trimming off blighted leaves from my tomatoes, pulling out the remainder of the kohlrabi, checking for

A moment of silence

Let’s have a moment of silence for all the Girls Camp leaders who left for camp today knowing: Tonight a first year will barf. Tomorrow a second year will call her mom to come get her, and there’s a 50/50 chance mom will blame you. Thursday a third year will be injured, probably while pranking

And now, the pests

I saw my first Japanese Beetles today. The first two died in the throes of ecstasy, and the third, a voyeuristic onlooker, died ignominiously. Death was too good for them, and I showed them far more mercy than their kind deserves. And thus it begins. The original planting spot of the butternut squash seedlings has

Meat bouquet of flowers – Father’s Day DIY

Sydney and I made one of those “broquet” meat and beef jerky bouquets for Jared today. It was fun, and easier than I thought. I spent $18 on beef sticks and about $21 on cured or dried meat and Nathan’s hot dogs, not all of which was used. If I were doing it again I’d

Cursed deer

It’s a class 2 misdemeanor to kill a deer that is eating your garden here in Virginia without getting a permit to do some from the Game and Wildlife dept. Luckily I’m on over 5 acres, so I could probably get one. The dern critters ignored the hubs’ donation to the cause and the Deer

Finally Fire

We finally got the fireplace mantle up. Let’s not talk about the argument we had when Jared hung it on the wall like a picture frame, 1/2” off the ground. Let’s just talk about how great it looks: I think it turned out nicely, and miraculously our marriage is still in tact. This is a

Oh, Deer

I usually don’t have any trouble with deer in the yard. I guess the buffet bar I’ve planted has proven to be too much for them this year. Sydney wanted to go to get ice cream last night (“Let’s dress up, mom, because it’s my next to last day of school!”) and so we loaded