Cheer in the gloom

It started to rain again, while I was doing my morning rounds, but there were some bright colours to make an otherwise gloomy and overcast day a bit more cheerful.

The grape hyacinths are reaching their full maturity. At some point, I hope that they will take over this area, replacing the invasive greens that are already there. I don’t mind them too much in this area, and they don’t seem to be choking out the hyacinths, but they sure do take over when growing among less resilient plants!

Then there was this little bit of sunshine.

The very first of my daughter’s daffodils have finally bloomed! After last year’s failure to thrive, and not being sure they’d survive the winter, my daughter is quite thrilled at how well they’re doing this year.

I got the transplants outside, but for a while there, I thought we’d have to bring them back in. The rain started coming down pretty hard, but it slowed down and now seems to have stopped for a while, so they should be fine. Mostly, we don’t want too much water accumulating in their bins and trays.

Unfortunately, with how wet everything is, that means no progress on the garden. Everything is just too muddy. It’s frustrating, because we have so many things that should already be in the ground, like the peas, the potatoes, and the strawberries, as well as more cool weather things to direct sow. Then there are more beds to prepare for the warm weather crops to direct sow, as well as areas for all the transplants.

One of the things I did this morning was check out what’s in the barn. I’m eyeballing the remains of salvaged and scrap wood, trying to think if there’s enough to start building a chicken coop.

I also popped my head up into the old hay loft, climbing the ladder as high as I dared. My brother says there is a car port frame up there, but I can’t see it. There are still some bags of insulation left behind – there was a lot more, but it grew legs and walked away, along with so many other things. It’s the kind of insulation that’s like a powder and gets blown into the walls. They’re scattered about and I can’t see the corner my brother says it’s in. What I did see, however, was what temptingly looked like a stack of lumber. I will have to come back with a daughter or two, as I don’t dare go up there on my own. With my knees, will have difficulty getting back down again, and parts of the floor up there are rotted out. If there is salvageable material up there, I want to get it out and stored someplace more accessible. Even those old bags of insulation might come in handy at some point. Who knows.

Oh! A daughter just came by. There’s a break in the rain, so she wants to do some gardening. Let’s see what we can manage before the rain starts up again!

The Re-Farmer

7 thoughts on “Cheer in the gloom

    • True enough – though we’ve been hit with a lot of it lately, and it’s causing problems. We had drought last year, now this year, some fields are too wet to plant!


      • We have cold weather but the constant rmains the same. It’s about rolling with the blows rather than complaining about then which is comforting.


      • Yeah the rain here is causing a few headaches but such is life when growing food. It is either a famine or a feast and you never get a say in it when nature rules. Yet the spuds keep on keeping on which is comforting for my son who loves baked spuds. 🙂

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      • We still need to plant our potatoes! It’s probably a good thing we didn’t, as overnight temperatures are dipping down to 3C in a couple of nights. We are always at the mercy of the weather!

        The way my SIL puts it; if we had to survive on how our garden produces, we’d starve! LOL


      • I created a monster by leaving spuds in the ground to keep them fresh and then kind of forgot about them … several times. They are a very determined plant and just keep on popping up which considering food prices is a good thing. I notice some of the neighbours peeking into my backyard sometimes as I got in the habit of giving the excess away and they got into the habit of accepting the excess.

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