A couple of the volunteers from the rescue dropped Sweetie off today. The isolation shelter was ready for her. She will be there for a few more days – she’s 10 days post spay, but mostly to get used to being back in a familiar place and get special food while she’s there. She was with the foster for a couple of months and was terrified the entire time. Even bit the foster again! The same foster has Frank and Sir Robin. Frank had a really hard time, too, but is now completely socialized and ready for adoption. They’re even giving discounted adoption fees for anyone taking them both. Sweetie, unfortunately, never settled at all.
When I checked on her later, she had moved to the bottom of the shelter. The next image in the slide show above was when I came out to do the evening feeding.
The rescue also brough over nine cases – NINE!! – of donated cat milk. With so much, we can give both the inside and outside cats some as a supplemental treat. When I mixed up some of the freeze dried cat food for Sweetie, plus extra for the rest of the cats, I used a cat milk as well as hot water to rehydrate the food.
It went over very well.
With the evening feeding, I did allow other cats into the shelter. Cats Sweetie would have been familiar with. I did let them out again later, as she didn’t seem ready for more just yet. We’ll have to keep checking on her, but will also keep allowing these other cats that she used to cuddle with in to visit every now and then. After a few days, I hope to be able to open up the shelter so she can come and go as she pleases. It’s been a couple of months, but she should still remember this place.
Poor thing. I so hoped she would be able to get adopted and get to enjoy the indoor life. That’s two, now, that have had to come back. I’ve heard that Blot is also having trouble adapting, too, though not to the point of attacking people.
Today, we’ve had rain off and on throughout, with a brief period where the sun actually came out. As I write this, we are under a severe thunderstorm alert, which is a whole lot better than the tornado alerts other areas were getting. Large swaths to the south and west of us got storm damage and at least one tornado touching down. We are very fortunate in our location. Even today, I could hear thunder, but all the storms went around us. Our weird climate bubble has protected us again!
I did get a chance to do my morning rounds, if a bit on the late side, in between rain. I was able to harvest more scapes.
At this rate, I’ll have enough to dehydrate a bunch, which will then be ground to a powder. I did that last year and it was the handiest thing ever!
Some time back, I had moved the seed tray of winter squash, melons and cucumber off the portable greenhouse frame and set it in the open on our front steps. I don’t know why I bothered, and yet…
The first image is of a Golden Hubbard seedling from the second sowing that finally germinated. The second image is a Canary Yellow melon.
Yes, I’ll transplant them somewhere, even though the chances they will produce fruit that reaches maturity is very low. Especially the Hubbard squash, which needs 95-110 days for maturity. The melon needs 80 days. We have maybe 70 days before our average first frost. Still, we have had years where we didn’t get frost until well into November. This year is supposed to have a Super El Nińo which, in our region, usually translates into heat waves and drought.
I actually poked around in the seed starting mix in the tray, and it looks like we will actually have more things popping up!
Yes, I will transplant anything that does. Chances of them reaching maturity may be low, but possible. I’d rather give them the chance. It certainly doesn’t hurt to try.
This afternoon, during that brief period we had sunshine, I got out the shake and feed fertilizer we picked up during our Costco trip. The instructions say to work the granules into the top couple of inches of soil, but that’s not really an option. Especially with the mulched beds. So I just scattered it. This stuff can also be applied in water. Between the rain we’ve been having and watering the garden in between, the plants will get something out of it. The granules are supposed to be a slow release over 3 months. Every little bit will be a help.
We shall see soon enough, I guess!
Meanwhile, I finally got around to editing the garden tour video I took on the last day of spring. I got one of my daughters to watch the video when I was done to check for any errors I missed or let me know if anything should be fixed or changed. When I messaged them to ask if one of them could come down, my older daughter was able to do it.
Apparently, it’s hilarious. She burst out laughing several times. Mostly because of the cats, but a few other things, as well. I wasn’t trying to be funny, which is probably why it actually was. It just finished uploading onto YouTube, so here it is now!
According to the app on my phone, we’re expecting to have rain and thunderstorms for the rest of the week. The app on my desktop shows a more moderate forecast, with today’s threat of thunderstorms already over (it’s not yet 11am as I write this) and rain off and on through to tomorrow, then no rain for the rest of the 10 day forecast. If I had to choose, I’d say my desktop weather app is more accurate than the one in my phone. I think the app in my phone is using weather stations further to the south of us.
While doing my morning rounds, I did get rained on a little bit, but just barely. That gave me time to get a few things done in the garden.
In the first image of the slide show above, you can see I finally mulched the high raised bed, around the bush beans and onions.
We don’t have a lot of bush beans. The ones I sowed in the square raised bed are coming up, so there will be more, but it’ll be a while longer before we can see how many made it. We do have pole beans, but I am still concerned we’ll have the same thing we had last year, where they only got a few inches tall and then stagnated. You can actually see them in the background of the above photo, beside the much larger turnip leaves. They are looking way too yellow.
In the trellis bed, I checked on the carrots and they are starting to germinate, so I moved the boards aside. I’m leaving them leaning against the inside of the walls to act as both a weed suppressant and a place for the frogs to shelter under. More than a few times, I’d lift the boards to check on the carrots, and as many as three frogs would come jumping out at once!
The is no sign of the Uzbek Golden carrots germinating in the other bed. I would not be surprised if none make it. They were old seeds. Carrots are one of the things I can still sow again, though, even in July, which I might do.
The last image is of one of the Spring Blush pea flowers. The peas are very sparse; they should be bushier and have more foliage, but they are pretty much just long stems. Still, they are blooming (well; the ones that didn’t get chomped by deer, at least), and they have the pretties flowers!
I also got a couple of first harvests this morning! I’ve been eyeballing the garlic for a few days now, and today I had my first harvest of scapes.
I also harvested our first Golden Boy celery. Yes, it’s on the small side for harvesting, but they are fairly crowded, and thinning by harvesting will be helpful.
As you can see through the netting under the scapes and celery, the purchased cabbage transplants are doing well. I can’t say the same for the nearby melons, though. They are definitely struggling. *sigh* While my daughter was at her blacksmithing workshop yesterday, I checked out one of the nearby garden centres. They don’t have much left at this stage. For edibles, I saw they still had lots of cabbage, pepper and tomato transplants, plus some herbs, but zero melons or winter squash left, which are the only things I’m after at this point.
Today, I had been thinking of visiting my mother. She called a couple of days ago and, right from hello, she was on me about how none of us have been visiting her. She just got out of quarantine. She was really laying it on thick, to the point I was ready to hang up on her. She just can’t seem to understand how much her behaviour drives people away from her. I told her I might be able to visit her on Sunday (today), but now I don’t know that I will be up to it. I’ll phone her, instead. Rainy and overcast weather like this always makes me feel ridiculously sleepy, and I don’t want to drive in it if I can avoid it.
Today has turned out to be a fairly hot and muggy day. Depending on which weather app I look at, we’re either supposed to be raining right now (it isn’t) through to tomorrow, and then thunderstorm warnings for the next two days. Or, we will get scattered rain today, with more rain for a few hours, now and then, for the next two days. Once again, it looks like the more severe weather systems will go around us.
Our day started early, as my younger daughter and I needed to get to her blacksmithing workshop for 8am. We left an hour early, and just made it on time, partly due to skirting road construction and areas still damaged from the flash flooding. The road to the blacksmith’s acreage had visible damage, some of which has been repair, some still waiting to be patched. There were a couple of areas I could tell had been completely under water, with standing water and flood damage in the fields on either side.
When we got there, I started getting messages from the rescue about Sweetie. She is not doing well and bit someone again. They wanted to know when she can come back to us. After going over what we’ve got going on over the next while, it was worked out that someone will bring her here on Monday (today is Saturday). They did manage to get her spayed a week ago, so we will keep her in the isolation shelter for only a few days, so she can get used to the idea that she is back in familiar territory again.
My daughter’s workshop didn’t take as long as originally expected. There weren’t as many people signed up for this date, which is their only “build your own forge and take it home” workshop of the season, and only one person added the extra of including an electric blower to take home as well. My daughter wants a manual blower. In the end, the workshop was only about 2 hours instead of 4. When it was done, we loaded the table portion into the back of the truck and strapped it down, removing the firepot portion and putting that in the cab with the air duct for the blower. Then we headed to the smaller city nearby for a quick lunch and to pick up a few small things we would run out of before we do our next stock up shop on Tuesday.
Once we got home, we made some space for the forge in the side of the garage with my brother’s big riding mower and other equipment. Now, we need to build a structure for her smithy so set it up in permanently. In between, she wants to find a blower, and then get fuel.
With rain apparently on the way, I asked her to give me a hand with some maintenance in the garden. Plus, I had one Butterneck squash seedling to transplant.
The first bed we worked on was the summer squash. It was time to remove the protective collars. The finnicky part is lifting the netting high enough, without getting tangled up, to work in the bed. The “funnels” in between the groups of summer squash remain, as they get watered through those.
In the next image in the slide show above, you can see the fennel and chicory bed we worked on. The fennel was getting too tall for the netting, so we took it off, then added one more rod and connector to each hoop. The netting had been folded in half, but with the new height, we unfolded it before setting it back. There is still slack with the new height, but not very much.
In the next image, you can see the turnip, pole bean, daikon radish and onion bed we worked on next. The turnips and onions were getting crowded, so all the hoops here got on more rod and connector, too. We also took the opportunity to do some weeding, and add some straw for a mulch.
Once thing I’m concerned about with this bed is the red noodle beans. When I tried to grow them last year, they got to about the stage this year’s beans have reached now, and then… stopped. They never really got any bigger, and I never figured out why. I’m hoping that a different bed and consistent watering and fertilizing will help them grow. Once they get to when they can start climbing, we’ll take off the net set up a trellis. For now, though, there’s just no need.
This netting had also been folded in half and needed to be unfolded to fit over the new height, then secured. A job made much easier with my daughter to help!
The next image is something I’d actually done last night – I finally added a mulch in between the cosmos, marigolds and nasturtiums. The nasturtiums are quite small. They didn’t get very big last year, either, and I know they should be larger and fuller. No sign of any self-seeded memorial asters (I’m still unhappy that the seeds I saved indoors have disappeared), so the spaces are now all mulched.
In the last image, we have progress on the chain link fence bed. My daughter helped me raise the bottom half of the netting from end to end, securing it up so that I could work under it. After that, I could manage it on my own.
In one of the empty protective collars, I transplanted the single Butterneck squash seedling. Then I mulched with straw tightly around the collars, and carefully around the sunflowers. I also made sure not to cover the furrow I’d planted the super sugar snap peas, from our own saved seed. There are seedlings appearing now!
After the straw was in place, I carefully removed the protective collars. The mulch will protect them from the elements now. Last of all, the netting was set back down and reset nice and snug.
Once that was done, and everything was cleaned up and put away, I checked on some of the other beds. The high raised bed needs a straw mulch, too, but I’ll do that later. Hopefully, tomorrow. The short season corn is getting tall enough to mulch, too, I think. I checked on the more recent sowing of carrots. No seedlings yet, but the frogs do love hanging out under the boards protecting the carrot seeds! I didn’t notice any cucumbers coming up, yet. I checked the garden beds in the east yard, too, and was happy to see my last sowing of bush beans, in the small square raised bed, have started to germinate.
I really hope things start catching up soon. Staples like carrots, peas and beans all seem to be under the weather. The winter squash and melons aren’t doing well, either, but they’re not quite staples in the same way. The garlic is doing great, and scapes have started to form. I expect to be harvesting some in the next day or two. I’m really looking forward to those! The potatoes are starting to develop flowers, with one variety developing faster than the other. We should be able to start harvesting baby potatoes soon, if we wanted to.
So that is garden progress today. Mostly just maintenance. I’m really liking the flexibility of the hoop kits. I still plan to build more covers for the raised beds, but for now, these are doing just fine. Being able to make the hoops higher as needed really helps.
The surreal thing of the day has been the time. When my daughter and I were starting for home, it felt like 2 or 3 in the afternoon, but it was just coming up on noon. When I finished in the garden and did the outside cat feeding, I was sure it was well past 5. Maybe even 6. Instead, it was just barely 3 when I got in! Meanwhile, I can see outside my window, the sky getting darker and the wind blowing the maple branches, and I feel like it’s almost bed time… and it’s not even 4:30 as I write this!
My younger daughter and I headed out at about 10am for the city. We made a stop at a gas station in the town along the highway for some drinks and some sort of snack. It was too early for their hot food, so we just got a couple of small pastries to tide us over. I was thrilled, however, to discover they now carry Beaver Buzz energy drinks! I haven’t seen these in years! I made sure to tell the staff how happy I was to see them. I got a couple of cans of Citrus – one for the road and one for home. We’ll have to go back specifically to stock up on more, in all the flavours. My daughter paid for this stuff, though, so it’s not part of today’s spending for me.
We went to the new Costco this time (I’m happy to say, Damocles behaved the whole way. No break downs), with our first stop at their gas station. I remembered to grab our 20L jerry can to fill with Premium for the lawn mowers. Premium at Costco was $1.699/L When the can was filled, we filled the truck with regular at $1.449/L Regular gas at the stations we saw along the way were $1.649 and $1.639 The can cost $35.02 for a tiny bit over 20L, and filling the truck cost $73.20, so we spent $108.22 before we even walked in the doors.
Before we started shopping, we had brunch so we wouldn’t be shopping while hungry. I got the Montreal Smoked Meat sandwich and my daughter had the chicken strips and fries. Those, plus drinks, were another $20.12
Then it was time to grab a flat cart do the shopping. This is what $789.74 looks like.
Some of this, my older daughter sent funds for, and my younger daughter will be covering a couple of impromptu purchases later.
That’s still a pretty empty flat cart.
At least we got more meat this time.
This is what we managed to get today.
We try to make a point of putting the refrigerator and freezer stuff on the belt first, but the staff scanned a lot of stuff right on the cart that normally wouldn’t be, so that was nice.
Starting from the top, we have two panini packs for sandwiches, mild Italian loose sausage meat, tilapia filets for the girls, pork belly, pork blade and pork loin. There’s a three pack of oat milk for the girls and two nigiri platters that my older daughter covered, then a case of frozen perogies and frozen Pizza Pops.
On the cart, they scanned a shaker of slow release fertilizer that my daughter said she would cover for me, a case of Coke Zero for my husband and I, a large jar of mayo, a shaker of Parmesan cheese, a 6 pack of canned chicken and a case of Monster energy drinks for my daughters and I, which my older daughter helped cover the cost of as well.
Then there’s a large jar of peanut butter, a large container of peppercorns, some AAA batteries, and a case of XL puppy pads. There’s a container of ice tea mix that was on sale. I also picked up some higher quality olive oil, as we will be making chive blossom oil again soon. The chive blossoms are getting into their peak right now.
The cat bed is an unplanned purchase that my younger daughter will also be covering. It’s a combination of a tunnel that runs in a circle around a bed in the centre, and the outside wall is a scratch pad. I have it set up on the cat bed side of my bed right now. A few cats have explored it already. Hopefully, none of the bigger cats will try getting into the bed from the outside, rather than from the openings, because it will definitely get crushed! 😄
There are two ll.6kg bags of kibble, one for the inside cats and one for the outside cats. We did not get more wet cat food because of the generous donations we got.
Next on the list are two 2 packs of rye bread, a case of ramen noodles, two 2 packs of tortilla wraps and a bag of flour.
Back to what went onto the belt, there’s a 2 pack of lemon juice, a block of Old Cheddar cheese and another of Mozzarella. We got a container of popcorn, a 9 pack of variety noodles, and two rotisserie chickens.
What we didn’t get were things like eggs, butter and the cream cheese I was looking for but never found. We can get those elsewhere. We still have another stock up shop to do when the main disability pay comes in on the last business day of the month, but my daughter has her blacksmithing workshop tomorrow, and that’s just a short drive to a Walmart, so we might pick up a few things earlier.
By the time we were done, my lower back was giving out and I was really needing to use that cart as a walker. We were both more than happy to be heading home. I did remember to stop at the post office on the way, though, to pick up this.
I have it pre-charging as I write this. I’ll need to figure out how to get it set up and how to use the remote. The last thing I want is for it to go off while I’m working in the garden. It has the hardware to install it against a building or post, but I’ll be using the ground stake. I’ll set it up beside the pea trellis to test it out, since that’s where deer have already been going in and munching.
So… there we have it. $789.74 If I take off the cat supplies and batteries, $584.17 of that was human food and drinks, before any taxes or enviro fees.
The stock up shop, plus gas and lunch, totaled $918.08
It took a while, but it looks like we’re going to be having hot days consistently for the next while, with warmer nights than the cold that has been setting back the garden.
I was able to spend most of the day working outside. Even with the heat, it felt good!
I started off by finishing the weed trimming around the cat shelters and the south and west yards.
The down side is that the weed trimmer is loud enough I didn’t hear the message my husband sent me, letting me know the prescription delivery was almost here. Before putting the weed trimmer away, I stopped to clear around the step to the electricity meter. When that was done, I was hearing some strange metallic noises and could not figure out where they were coming from.
It was the delivery driver, squeezing through the gate with my husband’s prescription!
I met up with him and I let him know, the gate isn’t actually locked. It’s just a carabiner. We chatted for a bit – he lost some of his tomatoes to all the rain we’ve been having – while I opened the gate for him so he could see how it works. I explained that we’re making sure it stays closed right now, in case the renter’s cows get through the electric fence, so they don’t end up on the road.
After putting away the weed trimmer, I popped in to give my husband his meds, hydrate, then break out the riding mower. The south-west and west yards haven’t been done recently; my SIL did the south-east, east and north yards on the weekend.
One thing about the south west yard is, the grass is very dense there. The other thing is, it has not been infested with creeping Charlie. Which means the grass clippings were thick enough that they could actually smother the grass below, and that I can use these clippings as mulch.
When I was done with the mowing, I headed in for lunch. By the time I came out again, the heat and sun had already dried almost all the clippings! I was able to rake up and cram all of it into the wagon.
I had a single Arikara squash the germinated, and it was getting too big for the tray’s cells. I had a place prepared for it in the square raised bed, so I transplanted it there, gave the whole bed a good watering (no sign of the beans, yet), mulched it would grass clippings then, after I got the second photo in the slide show above, watered it again partly to moisten the grass a bit.
That done, I moved to the next bed.
This is the bed that we resown with spinach, chard, Hedou tiny bok choy from saved seed, and the last of our Uzbek Golden carrots. This bed already had strips of card board in between the sown rows, plus a strip over the carrot seeds to help keep them cool and damp until they germinate. If they germinate. There are old seeds.
I was very impressed when I got the cover off the bed.
There were SO MANY little bok choy seedlings! I think I even saw some spinach and chard trying to break ground. No sign of carrot seedlings yet, though. Too soon to expect to see any of those.
I very carefully laid the grass clipping mulch on top of the cardboard. Then everything got a watering before I put the cover back on, which is what you see in the second image..
Then it was time to move to the next bed, with the purple savoy cabbage. This one needed some extra work.
I’d pulled as many of the self seeded radishes as I could, finding more cabbage seedlings than I expected. There was still a lot of empty space, though. I used my little hand cultivator to clean up the gaps and weed, then thinned by transplanting some of the larger and stronger cabbage seedlings. The first image above is after the clean up and transplanting. I left some of the groups of seedlings, in hopes they will grow stronger and can handle transplanting,
That got a grass clipping mulch, too, doing my best not to bury the cabbages! Once mulched and watered, the cover was returned.
There was just a bit of the grass clippings left after this, so that got tossed onto the compost ring.
This all took a fairly long time so, when it was done, I headed back in for supper before getting back to it, this time to do the watering with the fertilize applicator. With our Dark Grey Zone soil, all this rain would have washed away quite a lot of the nutrients.
All together, these jobs took up most of the day, and the old bod is really feeling is right now. Just waiting on the pain killer to kick in!
I’m glad I got it all done, though. I’ll be out with our first stock up shopping trip in the city tomorrow, and then there’s my daughter’s workshop on Saturday, so I won’t be getting much done at home! I do need to visit her soon, though. She is no longer in quarantine. It will have to wait. With all the driving around I’ll need to be doing, I won’t be getting much else done over the next while.
I still have to edit the garden tour video I took. I’m just too tired to work on it today, though. I’m actually having a hard time writing right now, deleting partial sentences because I forgot what I was writing and I’m falling asleep at the keyboard.
You can click through for a short video I managed to take while doing the evening feeding. Being in the isolation shelter means cat soup treat. Curtis had spent the night in the shelter, came out after the morning feeding, then right back in again later. Then Havarti scrambled his way up to the window. Domino is back with her cuddle buddies, and that helps. She definitely still wants to go out the windows when I do the food and water, but when she can’t get through, she is willing to accept the pets. I know that, once she is out of isolation, I’ll probably never be able to touch her again, but in all the time she was with the foster, she hid and never accepted pets like this.
I sent the video to the rescue chat group we have and they were so happy to see her accepting pets.
They also told me, it looks like Sweetie might be coming back, too. She has not settled in at all. They can pet her, but she is constantly anxious. They sent some photos and video. In the video, she is being petted but not responding at all, other than moving her head, watching with giant, terrified eyes. Poor thing! They are going to try and give her more time, but if she can’t accept the indoor life, she will be coming back here.
After feeding the outside cats, I did my evening rounds, and finally had a chance to go into the fenced off area where the tulip patch is, and the saffron crocuses. For all the mulch I added, the weeds have taken over, and I couldn’t even see the saffron crocuses anymore. I pulled handfuls of weeds until I got close to where I knew they were, then had to be extremely careful. After pulling up the tallest stuff, I had the creeping bellflower leaves covering everything. With those, I basically had to grab a single leaf, carefully follow it down to the ground, then pull it out. Pulling from higher on the stem usually resulted in it breaking.
I couldn’t get everything, but the crocuses are no longer buried. Those are the thin, grass-like leaves in the above photo.
I also cleared enough to access the crocuses and a couple of nearby tulips, but that was all I was able to do, today. I’ll have to go in again and clear around the tulips. That is going to take a while!
My older daughter came out while I was putting the “gate” back and showed her some of the progress in the garden. Then we gathered some fresh herbs for the fish she was about to cook for her sister and herself ( my husband and I don’t like most fish) for supper before I continued with my rounds – pausing to check out the pink rose bush.
The white rose bushes are almost done blooming, and the mock orange is looking like it’s about to explode into flowers any day now. Some buds at the bottom are already starting to show white petals.
I was heading towards the barn to take a peek inside, walking past a couple of my brother’s trucks, when I heard a noise coming from one of them. As I went to check one of them, I heard the noise again, coming from behind me. This truck has a home made plywood cap on it that extends over the cab of the truck. For a moment, I feared a cat had somehow got locked inside, though I didn’t think my brother had opened the doors while they were here least weekend.
I opened the door and found this, looking back at me.
I would say this is one of the four that had been in the garden shed until my taking things out finally scared them off. The other three and the mama are probably under or in a shed somewhere. I looked around to try and see how it got in and realized the entire wall of the cap by the rear windshield wasn’t there. 😄 There are just small panels on either side, but there is more than enough space for critters to get in.
So no trapped critters. Just curious ones! I was actually happy to see it. I miss them being in the garden shed!
Now to how this morning went.
My daughter and I headed out 2 hours before her appointment, which should have gotten us there almost half and hour early. We did stop briefly at a gas station in the one town along the highway to pick up some drinks for the road and to get the maps app up. If we get it going from home, the app links to our wifi, then basically doesn’t like to switch to data once we’re on the highway, and the app doesn’t work right. I didn’t actually need it until we were well into the city, but it was ready for my daughter to be my Nav O once we got closer.
Along the way, there was a section that we needed to slow down at – the section of highway that got washed out during the storms not long ago. With all the rain we had yesterday, the gravel patch job was a real mess. I noted that they did install double culverts where the highway washed out, so this shouldn’t happen again, once they finished fixing and paving it.
We had to make one more stop at another gas station shortly after reaching the city, but neither stop took particularly long. It was the traffic and road conditions that set us back. Then, once we found the place (the streets being every bit as broken up as I expected) we found the parking lot I’d seen on the satellite map.
The entrance was through a back lane and partially blocked by a truck unloading cargo.
With all the one way streets, it too a bit for me to be able to drive around and back track. I did manage to get past the truck. From the signs, we saw they did have visitor parking for the clinic – a whole three spots. One of them was occupied. Another was “small car only”, and meant it. The third required me driving to the other end of the lot to turn around and drive back the other way so I could pull in, because there wasn’t room enough for me to drive right in, then straighten out, without hitting a parked car – and my truck isn’t particularly big!
As we walked around the building to the doors, the first red flags appeared. This is NOT a safe neighbourhood. We were maybe 10 minutes to my daughters appointment time at 10am, and there were already several people listing about. This is the sort of area that I wouldn’t want to be walking around in broad daylight without something I could use to defend myself.
No surprise, the entry doors were locked. No signs. I finally saw what looked like a possible intercom with a keypad and pushed a button I hoped was to someone inside.
No one answered, but a Purolator guy came through and let us in the first doors, and a staff member saw us and opened up the second set of doors.
They had a sign in sheet for the visitor parking that I filled out so we wouldn’t get towed, then my daughter checked in. Being a first visit, she was given a clip board with a form to fill out, and we sat in the first waiting room. When she handed that in, we moved to a second waiting room. My daughter was called in soon after.
Given what happened the last time she saw a specialist in the city, I offered to go in with her, as a sort of body guard. She said she would be okay. I will say now, from the start, that she was very happy with this appointment. It was an intake appointment, and she came out with a date for a follow up appointment near the end of next month.
Her appointment went quite long, so I had a lot of time to sit there and look around.
This place is a “community health centre”. Being downtown and in a sketchy area, there are some things I would expect that is different from other clinics. Still… there were significant difference that I could see.
All clinics have a few larger posters on the walls, giving health information about specific things. Or with information for people in abuse situations, telling where they can reach or for help. These are clean looking and informative as much as the space allows for.
This place was splattered with small posters all over the place, and they sent out more red flags. A poster about fentanyl, for example, wasn’t giving information on the dangers of fentanyl, but was about the “myths”, suggesting that using it was not all that dangerous. Another poster, instead of, say, giving information on how to get help for sexual exploitation, or cautioning about the dangers of promiscuous sex (plenty of other signs showed they have out free STD treatment kits) instead directed the reader to an app on… how to engage in promiscuous sex “safely”. Other posters basically pandered to all the current identities and ideologies currently trending, written like they were aimed at people with the cognitive development of kids in elementary school. None of them were about how to get healthy or avoid health problems. They were all basically enabling self destructive behaviour. The focus on race in some of them was both creepy and paternalistic.
Aside from all that, the longer I sat there…. Well. Let me put it this way. In my years, I have been stalked, threatened, harassed and physically attacked by a drunk person who wanted to kill me. I’ve walked through downtown city streets in the wee hours of the morning, when the bars were closing down and the drunks were staggering about. I lived in high crime areas. Then there was the situation with our vandal. Not once, in all these years, did I fell as unsafe as I did in the waiting room of this clinic. Everything around me triggered red flags. Even the times I got smiles from the staff felt… wrong.
Part of safety issue was how the staff had to use security key cards to go in and out several doors. Clearly, it wasn’t just the people outside the clinic that was a security threat. From one of these doors I saw two women come out, talking loud enough for everyone in the waiting room to hear. The older (white) staff member was quite angry as she demanded to know how the younger one knew that there was a laptop. The younger (not white) woman said she’d seen the older woman use it for a presentation. As they walked down the hall, I could see the anger in the older woman as she was first silent about being seen using it, then declared that there were two laptops, but only certain people were allowed to use them. This younger woman was clearly not one of them. The conversation, such as it was, continued as they went down the hall.
Shortly after, the older woman came back down the hall alone. I made eye contact with her and she gave me a friendly smile, totally at odds with how she behaved towards the other woman.
I had found news articles about an investigation and report about this place, released last summer. Among the things they looked into were problems of racism and a “toxic work environment”.
I just saw an example of that. Clearly, firing three board members didn’t fix anything.
By the time my daughter was done – looking quite happy – I was feeling my skin starting to crawl from the skeevy creepiness of the place.
We didn’t talk about it right away. Just getting out of the parking lot and avoiding people staggering in front of the truck, was an issue and I had to focus on driving. It was around 11 by then, and neither of us had had breakfast, other than sharing a bag of beef jerky from the truck snack stash during the drive in. My daughter wanted to buy us breakfast and I remembered that our route took us past a mall that was convenient to get into. So that’s where we ended up going. We found the food court and the first thing I spotted was a bento place I knew was good, even though I’d never been to this location specifically, before. On seeing the menu, we both ended up ordering the exact same thing. A salmon bento – normally, I would have gotten chicken, but it was tempura salmon – and a taro bubble tea.
It was amazingly good. That is one thing I do miss about living in the city. Having access to such a variety of fast meal choices from all over the world.
While there, I mentioned to my daughter about how I felt while at this clinic, that it wasn’t safe, and that I never wanted to go back there again. She was really surprised, because she’d had such a good appointment. I tried to describe what I was seeing with the posters, which she hadn’t had time to look at herself, and she just sort of … made justifications for them. She didn’t see what I saw and, chances are, she’s not going to get what the problem with them was.
This is going to be an issue.
Her next appointment is going to be more on the medical side rather than the intake side, and seeing what surgeons she needs to be referred to. Hopefully, she’ll be referred to actual good ones.
As for the drive, I was very happy to be getting out of the city – and that Damocles didn’t drop the sword again. The truck behaved. I needed to get gas, but the prices in the city were $1.649/L instead of the $1.599 we saw when we’d stopped at a station in the town along the highway. I had decided we would be getting gas along the way, but there was one last gas station, just outside the city, that was at $1.579, so we stopped there. I am planning to do a Costco run on Friday and will be filling the tank there, so I just needed to top up a bit. I’m glad I did, because when we drove through the town again, the gas prices there had gone up to $1.649 while we were gone!
Once at home, I was curious and looked up reviews for this clinic.
I wish we’d done this before.
Yes, there were some glowing 5 star reviews with comments like “best place ever!” But there were just as many 1 star reviews – and virtually nothing in between. These gave more information. At least one other person commented on how unsafe it felt in the clinic – especially for women – while others commented on the unsafe neighbourhood. People who had been going there for years commented that things had gone down hill so badly, they would not be going back. Some would say the doctors were great, but the nurses were horrible. Others would say the complete opposite. A lot of people talked about not getting the care they need, including being turned away from the walk in clinic, being denied mental health help (counseling and therapy are among the services provided), being pushed to go “trans” instead of getting help with their mental health, and some talking about wanting to take their own lives after going there. Plenty finished their comments with “don’t go. Just, don’t.”
Yes, I tried to bring it up with my daughter.
It just got her back up.
This is going to be a problem. I truly do not think she is going to get the care she needs there. I’m reminded of when my husband tried to be the “good patient” for so long, while his real problems not being addressed, and by the time that was looked at, it was too late and he was permanently disabled.
So… I don’t quite know how to deal with this right now. I just know, down to my bones, that this place is not good.
*sigh*
Anyhow. That’s where we’re at right now.
Tomorrow, I’ve got a day at home, and then we’ll be doing the usual end of month running around, plus my daughter has her blacksmithing workshop. When I have the chance to work around the yard, I have a new thing to focus on. My brother and SIL will be having a large bin delivered about half way through July, and it will be picked up again after 10 days. This will be for hauling away the non-scrap metal junk. My brother will take the metal to a scrap yard himself – he has the trailer and equipment needed to do it – for cash.
They’ll have it dropped off near our current junk pile, which actually has quite a bit of metal stuff in it, so anything we want to have hauled away can be brought over to that spot.
I’ll finally be able to clear stuff away from around the garden shed. I hadn’t wanted to do it yet, because there is so much in the junk pile already. Anything we add to the pile now will be hauled away by the end of July. Judging from the size of the bin they’re having dropped off, my brother has identified a lot of stuff in the outer yard that needs to go!
What a difference it’s going to be, with my brother and SIL able to come out so often now, and with the resources, tools and equipment they have. Night and day, really!! There was only so much we could do on our own and, with all the health issues showing up, it’s getting harder just to maintain what we managed to get done in our early years here. I’ve been feeling like we haven’t been able to hold up our end of the bargain for living here anymore.
Well, it’s certainly going to be a very different summer, this year!
The rain started early this morning, and hasn’t really stopped since. We were getting thunderstorm warnings but, from the look of the weather radar, our weird climate bubble is in action again, and the most severe parts of the system is going around us.
Which means no progress in the yard and garden outside, but that’s okay.
First, an update on Domino. Curtis shared the shelter with her for the night. When I came around filling kibble bowls, I pause to pet Curtis through a window, eventually letting him out.
Domino came over and let me pet her!
Granted, she was after the window. She wants out. However, she didn’t run away or act all tensed up when I started petting her. She even leaned into my hand! Which she’s never done for me before.
Along with the dry kibble, I mixed up some of the freeze dried cat food mix to make a pate for her. This is the stuff that was donated. I’ve never heard of it before. Going over the ingredient list, is has all sorts of things good for the digestion, so I wanted to make sure Domino got it as a treat. When I brought it over after doing the kibble, Curtis climbed back in through the window to rejoin her, and they both seemed to enjoy the new food quite a lot! Curtis didn’t stay long, though, and I let him out soon after.
Bug so wanted to go into the isolation shelter. I would have let her in, but she runs away when I come close still, so I wasn’t able to open a window for her. Ah, well.
We waited for the worst of the rain to be done, then my younger daughter and I headed to town. Our first stop was at the post office, where I picked up my second package of replacement seeds, this time from MI Gardener.
The broccoli-rabe is something new for us to try next year, as is the Copenhagen Market cabbage. Possibly the Atomic red carrots. I can’t remember if I’ve tried that variety before, but we are out of carrot seeds in my stash. The rest are to replace seeds we either ran out of this year, or are almost out of. Next year, we’ll have to have a better set up for starting seeds indoors. One where no mouse can eat up all our seedlings as soon as they germinate, as well as having a warmer ambient temperature.
After getting the mail, it was off to town and a bank machine to get out some for the next stop; the clinic where my husband’s doctor had the paperwork for Canada Revenue ready and waiting for pick up – after paying the $70 for it. My husband has his own lines on the form to fill out, and then we can mail it in.
That done, it was off to the grocery store to refill a couple of our big water jugs and pick up a few groceries. Then some gas and home.
The entire time, my daughter was messaging the family, letting them know where we were, and that yes, the truck is still moving! Every time I grabbed the shifter, I was half expecting it to just slide around, because that linkage had fallen off again. It didn’t happen, but it’s going to be a long time before I stop getting that sensation! Especially when we are driving in the city. I keep waiting for that sword to drop!
Once at home, we pulled up to the house to unload, then my daughter took care of parking the truck and closing the gate while I put things away. By then, it was time to feed the outside cats for the evening, and I took the time to mix up more of the freeze dried cat food mix for Domino – this time adding more hot water to make it more soupy.
Once again, Curtis came over and wanted back into the isolation shelter, and I let him. Domino came right over to the window and would have run out if I wasn’t blocking it while pouring her treat into the kibble bowl.
She let me pet her again.
Not just a little bit, either. I stayed in the rain, petting her until I was starting to get too wet and cold, and she let me!!! She was pushing her shoulders up into my hand so I could scritch them for her, and rubbing her face into my arm. This is a HUGE step forward!
I’m still amazed that she didn’t adapt to the indoor life and spent the last two months hiding from people. She is more friendly to me now than the entire time she spent in the isolation shelter before we took her to the rescue! It would have been nice if she could have been adopted out to spend the rest of her days as an indoor cat.
Ah, well.
The rain is supposed to continue through most of the night. Tomorrow, my daughter and I have to leave by about 8am to get to her appointment in time. It’s in a horrible area to drive in, and I expect to have trouble finding parking. The satellite map shows me that there is a parking lot across a street from it, but nothing tells me if it’s public or private parking. Of course, because of all the one way streets, we’ll actually have to drive around and back track to get there.
I would really love to be able to go to a specialist that doesn’t require driving through downtown in the city. The streets are narrow, they haven’t been properly maintained for years and are crumbling, there are too many one way streets, and the parking sucks. Unfortunately, it seems that our province’s health care system has tried to mash everything into or near the downtown area. They don’t care for anyone living outside the city. We don’t have enough votes to matter.
Yeah, I’m feeling pretty cynical about it. We’ve been dealing with this BS for too many years.
*sigh*
I’m concerned my daughter was referred to this clinic, too. It’s one of those places that is very… ideologically driven, shall we say… and was the subject of a report released last summer, documenting a toxic work environment, racism, sexism, etc. Three board members got fired over it, though I couldn’t see anything that singled any board members out for the problems. Just vague “management” issues. This referral is after she saw a specialist in a different clinic, and was treated horribly. When I found out what happened, I encouraged my daughter to file a formal complaint, but she doesn’t want to go through the hassle. I have no reason to believe this clinic would be any better, since that first doctor was supposed to the top specialist in our province.
This morning, I got a message from one of the rescue people, asking if today was a good day to bring back Domino.
We were ready to set her up in the isolation shelter. She was spayed just 4 days ago, and should be in there for 10 days.
While the rescue people where on the way, I broke out the weed trimmer and cleared around the isolation shelter and catio, then kept on going until I drained all three batteries. Then I switched to sweeping up all the grass clipping and elm seed covered steps, sidewalk and patio blocks. I was part way through that when the rescue people arrived with Domino. Two months, and she made zero adaption to the indoor life!
Once the carrier was brought to an isolation shelter window, though, she dove right in! For the next while, she went from settling in the bed she spent so much time in before, and prowling around, trying to fund a way out!
They also had some cat food donations for us, including something I’ve never seed before. Freeze dried meals that get warm water added to them. Should be interesting to see how that goes over!
When I did the evening cat feeding, I allowed Curtis into the isolation shelter. They used ti snuggle together regularly.
After I got that second picture of them eating together, Domino swatted at him! She is so stressed out. Hopefully, she will calm down over the next while. We will allow other cats she used to snuggle with, in and out, so she’s not always alone in there.
Domino was back and I finished the clean up by lunch time. I headed in for lunch and was considering heading back outside when the phone rang.
It was the garage. He’d just listened to my voice mails!
Turns out they are no longer open on Saturdays in the new location.
I told him what happened, and he was very surprised. He’d never had this happen before. He asked if I could come by today so he could look at it. Of course, I said yes!
I got there soon enough, and he took the truck into a bay immediately. He jacked it up a bit so he could slide under and take a look.
The linkage was just a hair away from falling off again!
I told him about what my brother did, as the video I sent did not get to him. He checked his company phone again, and they showed up (my text app doesn’t like sending images or video over wifi, but they got sent once I had a strong enough data signal in town) so he watched both videos my brother had made.
What my brother had noticed and done would not have had any effect, he told ne. The linkage simply should have held. He said he’d installed about 500 of this specific part, and not once has this happened before.
He went back under the truck and worked on it some more.
The only thing he could think of for this to happen is that the mechanic that installed it pushed it in, heard a click, then stopped. When it is in properly, there are two clicks. He can’t say for sure, as he wasn’t there to see it, but he can’t think of anything else. Which likely means my brother had done the same thing though, again, there is no way to know.
He added another zip tie to further secure it, just in case. If it happens again, they will replace the whole thing.
If it happens again???
He told me, it should hold. But he understood my concern. He gave me some instructions in case it does, and even gave me the after hours phone number for their tow truck.
I went straight home after that.
Tomorrow, I will be going back into town. My husband had to get his doctor to start the paperwork so he could re-apply for his disability tax benefit. He finally got through to the CRA, and they wouldn’t let him renew it without doing the paperwork all over again
Which will cost us $70. My husband had a phone appointment with his doctor about it today, and the form is now ready for pick up. Once he fills in his part of it, we can mail it out.
My doctor’s clinic charged $50 to fill mine out.
This will be a test run for the truck. The day after, my younger daughter has a medical appointment in the city. After that, we’ve got our stock up shopping, her blacksmithing workshop, and we are even going to be able to go to my husband’s brother’s cottage for Canada Day.
It’s been years since my husband has gone anywhere other than doctor’s appointments.
Hopefully, Damocles is done dropping the sword on us.
The boards that had been used to protect the Rainbow Mix carrots until they germinated were simply set aside in the bed when they were no longer needed. The first task was to move those off and remove the leaf mulch that was under it. The whole bed got a weeding, and I used a garden stake to make a planting furrow, then used the jet setting on the hose to break up any lumpy bits of soil and saturate the furrow.
The carrots I chose were Scarlet Nantes; a basic orange carrot. I didn’t clue in that the seed tape was perforated and designed to be split into two lengths to total 15 feet, until I’d already set down two or three feet into the prepared furrow. I broke it off, split the roll and finished off laying it down. The result was a few feet short of the furrow I’d made, but that’s okay. It meant the three boards I had were more than long enough to cover the entire planted area – after it got one more watering.
There was a small section available along where the peas were planted, as I ran out of this variety of peas before I could fill the entire row.
I was going to try planting the short season luffa there, but I simply could not find the package. I know I had some left after direct sowing them in the bed against the chain link fence. I know I even saw them the last time I was going through my seed bins. Today, however, I could not find them anywhere.
I’ve had several packets of seeds, including seeds I’d saved myself, disappear, and I’m at a total loss as to where they might be!
So I picked the Eureka cucumber, which is a dual purpose cucumber. I’ve got some in the seed tray, replanting after the tray was decimated. Pretty much nothing is germinated out of the second sowing. I’m hoping this location, which gets quite a lot of sun, will do better. They are older seeds, though, so I don’t expect a high germination rate.
That done, I needed to set up trellis netting for the peas, and this time I wanted to attach permanent horizontal supports. Before I started on that, I moved off almost all the pieces of wood and boards weighing down the cardboard to the far end of the cardboard covered area. That is covering what will be a path and the matching garden bed. I didn’t want to trip over any of the weights. Later on, I think I’ll see of the large tarp I had is the right size to cover the entire space. The cardboard has formed gaps in the high winds we get, so it’s not quite killing off everything underneath it anymore.
I salvaged lengths that were used in the old squash tunnel we built long ago. It’s still standing, though bits and pieces of it have been repurposed over the years.
I dug out eight lengths, roughly 5 feet long, though a couple were shorter, to use as horizontal supports. The spaces between the vertical supports for what will be a trellis tunnel after the matching bed gets built are a little less than 4 1/2 feet apart. It’s variable, due to the different thicknesses of the verticals. That meant there was an overlap with most of the horizontal lengths. Only one of them ended up being just barely long enough.
Each length was tied in place first, just to hold it until I could screw the ends in to the vertical supports, alternating setting each horizontal length above or below the previous one. The northernmost vertical post has a tendency to lean inwards, so I made sure it was pushed into position before screwing in the horizontal support, to hold it in place.
One the horizontals were secured, I got out a couple of nets with 4″ squares for the peas to climb. One of them reaches roughly 3/4 the length of the bed. After the first one was set in place, with the bottom pegged into place near the bottoms of the row of peas and the new planting of cucumbers, I started the second net from the opposite end of the bed to fill in the space, and overlapped the rest.
It was a pain in the butt to get the netting to stay at the top horizontal support, while I set the bottom half at an angle to secure it to the bottom horizontal supports, trying to make it as snug and straight as it would go, using ground staples on the base. I had some length of a sort of plastic cordage salvaged from last year, that I used to secure the bottom half of the netting at an angle from the base of the wire “fence” the peas are currently attached to – literally – to the bottom horizontal supports, making sure to match the squares of the overlapping sections of netting as close as I could. Then the top half got secured to the higher horizontal support. I wasn’t as concerned about that part, since the peas are unlikely to get that tall.
Last of all, to “train” the peas to attach themselves to the trills, it was just a matter of tipping the wire fencing towards the trellis slightly. Some of the peas are tall enough, they mostly just sort of fell towards the trellis netting and will soon start climbing that.
The next thing I wanted to get done was work around the plum, gooseberry, apple and haskap. The chicken wire around the plum tree needed to be removed, and the entire area weed trimmed and cleaned up.
Before I started on that, though, I salvaged the last section of wire on the old squash tunnel to use, as it’s quite a bit longer than what was around the plum.
You can see the chicken wire in the first two images above, before I started pulling supports out and using the weed trimmer.
You can see how the row looked after the weed trimming in the third image. After that, I went ahead and removed the tomato cage fencing around the gooseberry and apple. I left the wire tomato cages over the haskap.
I was considering a few things to do for the area and decided to use the chicken wire to fence off as much as I could. I brought a bundle of bamboo stakes to support the wire. The ground is too hard to drive the bamboo stakes in, so I used on of the metal supports that I’d removed from around the apple tree to make a hole in the soil first – they have handy points on their ends – before I could push the bamboo into the holes and in solid.
I ended up using both lengths of salvaged chicken wire. The two together was just long enough to go around the plum, apple and gooseberry, with openings on either side of the cracked rain barrel. There’s enough space that I could get inside without too much trouble, and I hope no deer will notice the gap and squeeze it’s way in! Later on, I plan to set a couple of brightly coloured rope between the bamboo stakes to further discourage the deer. So far, the wire tomato cages will continue to be enough to protect the haskap.
I had two very thin bamboo stakes left from the bundle, so I wove them through the wire at the top. These will help keep the verticals in place, as well as provide support for the chicken wire in a space the hose goes over, when it’s time to water the trees.
Hopefully, this will keep the deer from getting to, and chomping, the greenery!
Once everything was cleaned up around this area, I took advantage of having the weed trimmer out and finally got to clearing around the old crab apple stumps, and the live trees as well. My brother had come over while I was working on the trellis bed, pruning away the low hanging branches. One of them had hit my SIL in the face while she was mowing. He cleared so many branches, he ended up attaching their little trailer to their zero turn mower and using that to remove the branches and set them on one of the branch piles near the fire pit. He even trimmed a low hanging maple in another area that was starting to hang lower and lower, getting in the way even when just walking.
The old stumps had been buried in tall grass when my SIL decided to mow along there, and she ended up hitting one of them because she hadn’t seen it. Once the branches were cut away, my brother used his zero turn mower to mow closer to the trunks, now that it could be done. He got a lot closer to the trees than he was able to get to the stumps! I got the weed trimmer to clear to bare earth around the trees and stumps, pausing to cut away some suckers that were trying to grow back along one of the stumps. I was on my second battery by then, and was able to do most of the spaces between the silver buffalo berry as well before it died. My brother had used the weed trimmer earlier in the day and the battery he’d used wasn’t recharge yet, so I was done with weed trimming for the day!
That done, I popped inside for supper, then headed back out to water the garden. I got some water soluble fertilizer in the hose attachment to fertilize and water at the same time. I’m hoping that will help the weaker plants that are struggling a bit from the cold nights we’ve been having. I’d set the hose up to the leaking rain barrel where I’d just fenced things off, so I was able to water the food forest trees, too. I didn’t have the energy left to do the nut trees in the outer yard, though.
While I was watering, my brother messaged me with a link from Amazon to a solar powered critter scarer. We’ve been messaging as I was working on this post – I’d need at least four of them! My brother has ordered one, and I’ve ordered one. Within the next couple of weeks, we should have at least one in to test out. They are triggered with motion sensors to flash lights and make 14 different pre-recorded noises to scare animals, or you can record your own sounds. I’m not sure I like the idea of having super loud sounds of things like dogs barking or gunshots coming out of our garden in the night, though! Still, it’s worth a try if it’ll keep my garden and fruit trees from being eaten by critters!
All in all, I am happy with how much I got done today, and the trellis bed now finally has permanent horizontal supports attached to the vertical posts. Eventually, I’ll be adding one long piece across the top, but that’s going to require trimming the tops of the vertical supports to match heights, and for that I’ll need to set up our little scaffolding to reach. I’ll need to snag a daughter to give me a hand, too.
The Re-Farmer 