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Energy levels, low. Heat tolerance, lower!

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My tolerance for heat as I get older is really, really dropping. Today was even cooler than yesterday, but I’m still feeling it!

We hit 26C/79F by this afternoon, and the temperature just does not want to drop. We are currently under weather advisories for possible funnel cloud development that specifically includes our municipality.

I don’t expect any in our area.

Last night, I did have an lovely visit with my brother and SIL. As I was walking over to their trailer, I discovered I was being watched.

Two of the possibly four feral kittens in the outer yard. Just look as those adorable little mouths!

Hopefully, they will get used to coming into the safety and security of the inner yard, and we can start socializing them.

I got to bed late. That nap did mess up my sleep cycle, but it was not the only thing. I did finally put together my June garden tour video, using clips I recorded on the 21st. I was so tired, though, I left it and will go over it again before I upload it.

With the heat, I’ve got a couple of fans going, including one aimed to blow air into the hallway from across the room. Which meant keeping my door open for the night.

Poor Butterscotch. At one point, I was sitting at the edge of my bed, spray bottle in hand, watching over her while she ate. For some reason, we have a couple of cats that will basically go after her, on sight. I just don’t get it.

In the end, it was more like I got a couple of short naps during the night. I was up early, though it was so bright out, it felt late. I was able to get all the garden beds watered, along with the trees we’ve planted, both in the future food forest and the outer yard.

I am so glad I pruned away those ornamental crab apple branches in the old kitchen garden, yesterday. My little herb bed was actually getting sunlight this morning!

Once the watering was done, I was going to lie down for about an hour and a half, then head into town in the afternoon. The tightener on the new clothes line started to slip while my daughter was hanging laundry on it. I wanted to go to a hardware store and pick up a metal one.

Well, that didn’t work out.

First was the realization that I forgot to eat breakfast. I clued in when I started feeling nauseous and dizzy, while lying down. So I made a couple of quick sandwiches, then tried to lie down again. Which is when the messages and notifications started coming in like crazy. I finally gave up and got up.

Not that I’m complaining. Some of those messages were from my SIL. My mother has been calling and leaving messages with my brother about something important she wanted to talk to him about, but any time he tried to call back, it was telephone tag. So he was going to take her out for lunch, thinking she would probably go to church, which is just across the street from her building. They were wondering if I wanted to come along, too. My SIL will no longer go there, after my mother declared she was just my brother’s wife, not family. My SIL has been nothing but kind to my mother, has defended her and stood up for her, without making excuses for her behaviour, many times. Yet my mother repaid her kindness with verbal abuse. It took many, many years, but my mother finally managed to drive her way. My SIL still defends my mother and stands up for her, when things call for it, but will no longer go there unless absolutely necessary – and only if someone else, like me, is there.

Knowing how my mother treats my brother, and that she behaves better when I’m there, too, I quite happily said I would come along. I remembered that I wanted to go to the hardware store, too, and my brother was willing to stop at the one in my mother’s town. It wasn’t until we were driving in that I remembered they close on Sundays.

Also, according to their car’s Siri, my mother’s town does not exist, and there are no hardware stores there at all.

???

My brother called Mom just before we got there. My mother had not made it to church, and someone had just finished coming over to give her Communion. So our timing was good.

Once there, my brother wanted us to go to the restaurant right away, but my mother kept stalling. The very important thing she wanted to talk to my brother about was an article she read in Women’s magazine, that the social workers leave copies of with her. The article was about US money, 401Ks, and banking, and about people finding lost bank accounts with money in them. She then dug out a letter that was sent to her back in 1971.

Yes, more than 50 years ago.

It was from a bank.

It seems that when her father died, her mother put some money in the bank for my mother. An inheritance of some kind. My mother didn’t understand the letter or know what to do about it, with her limited English of the time period. So she kept the letter, but never responded. The article reminded her of it.

She has no idea how much was deposited in the account. However, this is Canada. What probably happened is that they kept charging fees on the account before shutting it down as inactive. Or, if it’s still open, she probably owes them money, instead.

Neither of us bothered to try and explain any of that to her. She could not have understood, and it would have just made her upset. However, I recently had a conversation with her, trying to explain compound interest. She’s had a GIC for decades and every year, she would remove the interest earned to put into her regular bank account, so the amount never changed. I’d used a compound interest calculator with hypothetical amounts in it and, using 70 years (the minimum I’m sure of that she’s had such a saving’s account) and only 1% interest. The end result was over $23 million.

So then she read this article and now might be thinking something like this has happened. Which is highly unlikely.

My brother, having PoA, promised to look it up for her. Which is going to be a real pain. It has taken him months to prove he has PoA to various institutions. Plus, in the letter, my mother’s surname is spelled wrong.

Even bringing up the spelling mistake on her name, which my mother never noticed, was more than my mother could grasp as a potential problem. For all we know, that bank doesn’t even have a branch in that northern city anymore.

It was really difficult and confusing to get to the point of what my mother wanted. She kept trying to explain things and going off in different directions. Finally, my brother insisted we start heading out, because he was hungry.

My mother actually tried to get out of it, because of how hard it is for her to move. She had both of us to help her, though, so we did manage to get her to my brother’s car and off to her favourite chicken restaurant.

Before we even got there, she let us know she wanted pizza, not chicken. This place does have good pizza! My brother was surprised, though, as he always gets her chicken. She’s only ever ordered pizza when she’s gone out with me.

When ordering, my brother suggested she get a larger pizza, so she could take some home for later, which she was good with. My brother and I ordered chicken dinners and I ordered fries with mine. I’m not a big fan of fries, by my mother likes them, so I just ate a few and left the rest for my mother.

My mother turned out to be very, very hungry! For all her complaining and not wanting to go out, she very happily scarfed down half her pizza – and was more than happy to accept my fries to take home, too! So she will have supper tonight, at the very least, without having to do any cooking.

The conversation got strange at times. She asked us what we planned to do for Canada Day. It’s on a Tuesday this year. Neither of us have plans, and my mother started to complain about how there isn’t much happening and no one cares anymore. Basically, if she wasn’t aware of planned celebrations, they aren’t happening, and she was making up motivations for it. My brother pointed out that the town closer to us is having fireworks over the lake. They always do it over the lake, so there’s no chance of starting any forest fires.

Well, that got my mother going. She started blaming all the fires on “those people”, then started going on about how, in Europe, they take care of their forests and preserve their forests, and Canada is better than Europe, has more resources, so we could do better. She actually said that, if people weren’t out there setting fires, there would be no forest fires at all.

I finally brought up a map of Canada’s Boreal forest to show her, trying to give her a visual about how the forests in Europe are absolutely tiny compared to Canada – I think our boreal forest itself is bigger than all of Europe. Plus, they have a lot more people, closer together. They can do forest management that is impossible here in Canada.

She was too busy being impressed that I could use my phone to show her a map of the boreal forest in Canada, to get the point I was trying to make.

We managed to change the subject when she started to throw increasingly racist comments, only vaguely connected to the topic at hand.

In general, though, it all went rather well, and she really enjoyed her meal.

Once we got her home, my brother wanted to leave fairly quickly, as he still had things he wanted to get done around their trailer before they have to go back to the city. We did not mention that they were out here, as that would have triggered all sorts of conspiratorial type assumptions on her part. She did start to talk about the farm and get really agitated, asking my brother to promise to never sell the farm after she’s gone. Something she’s asked – demanded – of him, many times. She started going on about how she and my dad had worked so hard there and built it up and she didn’t want all that work to be “wasted” by being sold. My brother tried to point out to her what was already there when they bought the property. They even got a small herd of cows and a couple of horses included, though my dad modernized to using tractors instead of horses. My mother was all excited about all that, not understanding the point my brother tried to make. It was not just our family that built up this farm. It was another family, that sold it into ours. Even then, when my dad’s uncle owned it, it was really his wife that ran things, as she was part of the family that owned it before. Basically, what she’s doing is like the previous family that owned it, trying to tell my parents what they could or couldn’t do with the land.

At one point, we tried to remind her that the reason my brother has the property now is because of the trouble our vandal was causing. She actually tried to say, he’s got nothing to do with it. I happened to be facing my brother to see his jaw drop and his eyes practically pop out of his heat. Our vandal had everything to do with it! I tried to rephrase it so she could understand what we were trying to say – we were literally agreeing with her on most points – when she said, he (or vandal) didn’t own it, she did (at the time), so he was not part of it.

The irony of her saying that was completely lost on her. She doesn’t own it anymore, either, but still wants control. My poor brother is now saddled with this money pit, and she thinks she’s “given” him something that is worth soooooo much. There was no way to explain things to her, and she was getting really worked up, so we had to calm her down before we could say our good-byes. My mother keeps saying, she isn’t going to be with us much longer (I swear, she’s going to outlive us all!) and is obsessed with what’s going to happen with her possessions when she’s gone, and with the farm.

I am really glad I went along. My brother is a much better person than I am, and she can still hurt him. Badly. Which she does often. I can be a sort of buffer for him, and a sounding board for later, when he needs to vent.

By the time we got back to the farm, it was the hottest part of the day and staying there. I was falling asleep on my feet, so I finally had a chance to lie down for a bit, setting my timer for half an hour.

Then adding another half hour.

I finally managed to de-cat myself and get up – Fenrir did NOT want to get off my hip! – but I’ve been barely functional, since. I ended up getting the girls to do the outside cat feeding. When it cools down a bit, I will head outside to do the rest of the evening rounds. I still extremely sleepy – I’ve dozed off while writing this, several times now! I hope to actually get sleep tonight. Tomorrow, we’re finally going to do our Costco shopping! It’s the day before Canada Day, so it’s going to be insane, but maybe not so bad, if I leave early enough.

This heat is sucking the energy right out of me, and it’s not even that hot out (relatively speaking).

The Re-Farmer

About that forecast…

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Yeah, we kinda went right past the predicted 28-29C/82-84F this afternoon.

I actually took a nap for a couple of hours – while writing my previous blog post, I fell asleep at my keyboard several times! Woke up just in time for the hottest part of the day. 🫤

I got a daughter to assist me with doing the evening outside cat feeding, supervising the kittens as they ate in the old kitchen (once again, Havarti was nowhere to be seen), passing me the other cat soup bowls through the window, and helping me trade out the frozen water bottles from this morning for new ones, and putting the thawed out ones back in the freezer for tomorrow. Tomorrow is supposed to be at least a few degrees cooler, but we shall see.

Grommet was taking advantage of a relatively cool spot in the sun room, after filling his belly. The sun room was about 35-40C/95-104F, according to the wall thermometer!

I managed to get some decent progress done outside. One rather nasty job that I finally got around to doing was raking up the dirt floor in the garage, around my mother’s car. The cats had been using it as litter all winter, so it was really… unfortunate. It’s all cleaned up now! Finally.

We also finally got the second clothes line up using the kit I’d bought awhile back. My daughters have been washing their bedding today, so that’ll come in handy. We still have space for one more line, but there is no rush on that.

I just realized; I forgot the step ladder that I had to use to attach the pulley at the far end.

Despite the rain we got, I found that the beds in the old kitchen garden were remarkably dry, so I got those watered. We didn’t get enough rain to refill the rain barrel, but there was enough to water the old kitchen garden, at least. I’ll water the rest of the garden beds and trees in the morning.

One of the ornamental crab apple trees has gotten overgrown again and branches have been getting in the way of access to things, so I finally broke out the extended pole pruning saw and cut some of it away. We’ve worked out how much of that tree we need to take down, which will be a rather substantial section of it. We’ll do that in the fall or spring, though. For now, we’ll just take down some of the branches, first. The cut pieces went onto the branch pile near the fire pit, so we’ll have some nice apple wood to use during cookouts. Whenever we manage to actually have one. With the fire bans, it certainly isn’t going to be for a while!

Then I worked on the elm tree outside the kitchen window. The one we need to get rid of completely. We’ve cut that thing back a few times, but it has since regrown to the point that when I pull up to the house with the truck, it’s hard to open and close the doors without catching branches. Even when mowing the lawn, I was starting to have to duck under them, which is saying something, considering I’m on the short side!

What I’d really love to do is take down the big branch that’s overhanging the roof, but we have no safe way to do that. My brother was saying he could do it. Alternatively, we’d have to hire someone to safely take it down, and that is a lot more expensive now, then when we had a company come in to clear the power lines for us.

Still, I was able to get quite a few branches cleared away for now, and we’ll no longer be hitting them when we drive in with the truck. I could have kept on going, but even with taking it easy and staying in the shade as much as possible, the heat was getting to me.

Meanwhile, my brother and SIL have been busy with their own stuff, including moving some of the parked vehicles and equipment to mow under them, so the tall grass won’t start rusting things out. Then my SIL kept on going with the big mower, doing the rest of the outer yard. I think she even went into some of the rougher areas that hadn’t been done yet. The big mower can handle the terrain better. I’d already mowed around the planted trees, with paths in between, so that made it easier for her, too.

I think I’ll pop on over to see how they’re doing, while it’s still light out. I do enjoy being able to just casually see them like this! They are just the best. 💕😊

The Re-Farmer

A slightly different morning!

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We’re expected to reach around 30C/86F today, with the next couple of days potentially getting even hotter. So I’ve been heading out early in the mornings to water the garden and the saplings. This morning, I snagged my older daughter to give me a hand, since it was already 16C/61F by 6am.

While I went to the old kitchen to start getting food ready for the outside cats, my daughter shoed up and went out through the main door. It makes things easier to pass things from the old kitchen to someone in the sun room through the old kitchen door with the missing screen.

I had quite a surprise when I opened the inner door, though!

Miss Lemon, Hastings and Japp were tucked in, between the doors again!

The old kitchen is quite a bit cooler, so I’m guessing Poirot moved her babies to get them out of the heat again.

With that in mind, we left them there for a while, and worked on the cat cage. My daughter set one of the larger ice packs right under their cat bed. As thick as the cat bed it, it should still feel cooler, and it won’t melt as quickly. We set a couple of frozen water bottles around, too, before I started passing the kittens over for my daughter to tuck them back into the cat cage. By then, Poirot had come in and was very interesting in what we were doing to her babies!

After that, I headed out with the kibble and some leftover cat soup to distract the adult cats, while my daughter started preparing the wet cat food for the bigger kittens, mixing in some lysine/pumpkin seed powder and splitting it up between all the little bowls we have for them. We switched out a frozen water bottle in one of the cat beds in the water bowl shelter, too.

My daughter then grabbed the wagon, which already had containers of water waiting, to the outer yard and watered the walnut and Korean pine trees while I did the rest of my rounds. By the time I was switching out the memory card at the sign cam, my daughter was done refilling containers to finish watering the trees in the outer yard, while I got the hose going into the leaky rain barrel, and used a bucket to water the trees out there.

I was very happy to spot this.

The very first leaf bud on the Opal plum has emerged! It was rather strange to water a stick in the ground, not knowing if it survived its time in the mail, and being transplanted. Today, we have proof of life!

Once the food forest saplings were watered, I worked on the main garden area. There are quite a few potato leaves pushing their way through the mulch!

I think I’ll grab a small bucket of stove pellets, though, and head back to the garden before my younger daughter and I head back to the city today. The bed the flowers were replanted has no mulch at all, and it’s just baking in the sun. The high raised bed, and the newly planted strawberries, also need protection. On being watered, the pellets will break up into sawdust, so they won’t disturb the more delicate seedlings, will hold water longer, and should help keep the soil at least a bit cooler.

Some things are enjoying the heat, though.

These lilacs are at almost full bloom in most places! The double lilacs in the old kitchen garden are also opening up. I’m not seeing white lilacs yet. The dwarf Korean lilacs by the house will bloom later on, and the variety I can’t remember the name of right now, closer to the chain link fence, will bloom last of all.

I like having such an extended lilac season.

We’re already creeping up to 20C/68F, just in the time it took me to write this. I’d better get out there with those pellets before things get to hot!

The Re-Farmer

Beat the heat

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Today, we reached our expected high of 25C/77F. The morning, at least, was more pleasant, at about 16C/61F while I was doing my rounds at about 6:30am. By the end of the afternoon, however, it was getting rather unpleasant out there. The sunroom, of course, was hotter, in the 30C/86F.

I am so glad Poirot moved her babies down to floor level!

In the morning, I put the flexible ice pack along one end of their cat bed, and it wasn’t long before they graduated towards to. I set a frozen water bottle next their mother, in the other cube. Later in the day, I took the partially thawed water bottle and put it into the cat bed with them. The next time I looked, they had moved over to it. I took the flexible ice pack out, and it was actually warm!

The other cats and kittens were sprawled out in the shade, all over the place. Over time, we’ll set out more frozen water bottles, in their water bowls or in various cat beds. We’re supposed to keep getting hotter over the next few days.

The picture of the mostly white cat nursing Sir Robin… Sir Robin is Brussel’s baby, not hers! She is a good creche mama. I’ve seen her nursing Caramel’s babies, too. I don’t see Brussel around as often. I think she’s getting to the “I’m done, you’re being weaned” stage. 😄

At this time of year, I’m on the lookout for more kittens. End of May, June and July is typically when the most feral cats, who had their litters somewhere in the outer yard, start bringing them to the house for solid food and water. Hopefully, there won’t be very many. Last year, we had so many kittens – and so many losses. The four litters we’ve had by the house have all been smaller litters, compared to previous years. More of the adults seem to have disappeared, too, as is typical of the summer months. I haven’t seen Judgement in ages. If they survive the summer months, the wanderers usually return in the fall, as things start getting chilly.

We’re better able to beat the heat indoors as well. The downstairs is much improved, thanks to the portable AC unit my brother set up for us in the living room, installing a vent for it through the wall. My daughters bought themselves a much needed portable AC in their “apartment” upstairs. They had to board up the rest of the window to install it. The upstairs has only 4 outlets in total, and only two of them are grounded outlets, so they had to sacrifice their little fridge to be able to plug it in.

I now have a fridge in my bedroom. 😄

I was trying to figure out how to keep the cats off of it, as they would use it to get to areas they are not supposed to go on, when I realized it was the perfect surface for my oscillating fan.

The house is going to be so much more bearable this summer! My older daughter has even started to shift her working hours more into the day, since it’s no longer so hot up there, it was overheating her computer and drawing tablet. That, and her new computer has a much better cooling system. We’ll actually be able to see her more than a few minutes a day again! 😄😄

After the work I did in the garden yesterday did a real number on my body, today was more of a day of rest. My younger daughter and I made a trip into town to refill our big water jugs and fuel for the lawnmowers. Tomorrow we’re going into the city for our first stock up shop. It’s also supposed to be hotter than today, so I decided I was up to doing at least a bit of work in the garden.

Which will be the topic of my next post.

I am so glad to be able to work in the garden again! Even if it’s ridiculously hot.

The Re-Farmer

Our 2025 Garden: first pea shoot! and fighting the wind

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Good grief, what a day!

It’s past 5:30pm as I start this, and we’re just now starting to cool down to what was or forecasted high of 28C/82F

Knowing today was supposed to be hot, I made a point of watering the winter sown chain link fence bed, where I’m happy to say, I spotted a first!

A very first pea shoot!

I have no idea what the other shoots are, yet.

As things got hotter in the afternoon, I headed out again, hooking up an extra hose to the front tap to water that bed again, as the winds are drying everything out. Inside the portable greenhouse, it was above 50C/122F. Since this is just a plastic covered frame, there is no way to vent the heat, other than to keep the door tied fully open. So I misted everything in there, several times, to try and cool things down. Even the chitting potatoes got misted, a little bit.

The wind was threatening to blow away the plastic covers in the East garden bed and on the high raised bed. The heavier plastic on the old kitchen garden bed cover was handling things much better, even though that cover is slightly elevated by bricks and whatnot, allowing some air flow underneath. I did open up one end and gave it a watering, too. Normally, I would have lifted the cover off completely to water that bed, but that was just not going to happen with this wind!

The covered raised bed in the East yard was getting hit the worst. I ended up tying some more sticks together to drape across the top, but they were still too light. This bed did get a watering, too, and I kept tucking the excess plastic under the frame itself, but the wind kept blowing it loose. I even tied it down around the entire base of where the mesh connects with the frame, but that just got blown loose, too. Eventually, I raided a pile of rocks I’d taken out of the sun choke bed and stacked against the garage, grabbing the larger ones, and using them to weigh down the edges more, rolling them up in the excess plastic where I was able.

The high raised bed was also being blown around like a balloon. Even the extra hoops on the outside of the plastic were getting pulled loose from the stakes they were set on. I used the 3′ extra piece of pipe at one end to give a bit more something to keep the plastic from ballooning in the wind. Between that and the stone and board I already had to secure it, it finally held.

This bed got a pair or sticks joined with twine draped over it, too. These sticks were heavier, but still not heavy enough. I had already used rocks rolled up in the excess plastic as weights, but they were not heavy enough, so I raided another rock pile for larger ones to weight the edges. One of the hoops on the outside kept getting blown loose and I finally had to find a longer piece of bamboo stake – going from about an 8″ piece to one almost 2 feet long – before I could finally secure one end enough that it couldn’t get blown loose again. Once that end was secure, the other end was no longer being pulled loose.

In between fighting with the wind, going back and forth between the two beds, I also set up several hoses from the back tap to the main garden area and got a daughter to open the valve in the basement. I managed to water inside the high raised bed cover first. I’ve got one of those long reach spray guns and the sprayer end can be adjusted up and down. I had it spraying upwards, into the plastic, to rain down, so I wouldn’t accidentally damage the sprouts under there with water pressure. The weight of the water also helped with securing the plastic cover a bit.

The garlic bed also got a thorough watering, including the end that has the same mix of seeds as the high raised bed. The bed winter sown with summer squash got a thorough watering, too. There are things sprouting in the squash bed, but definitely not any squash seedlings, yet!

The one bed I didn’t have to do anything with is the one with flower seeds winter sown into it. When my daughter and I covered that one with plastic last night and weighted down the edges with bricks, I ended up using the mulch set to one side and basically burying the edge of the plastic along that side. That was all it took to keep that bed’s cover from being blown around! I could also see condensation inside the plastic, so I knew it wasn’t going to need watering yet.

Tomorrow, we’re expecting heat again, so I’ll be doing more watering early in the day. I’m hoping the wind will die down by then. One of my weather apps says possible rain tomorrow might, but looking at more detail, it’s only a 1 or 2% chance of rain. So I’m going to keep watering.

Weather willing, I am hoping to get to the outer yard and transplant that Walnut sapling. The way things are going, I’m going to shoot to do just one planting out there a day, starting with the sapling that should have already been planted by now. The walnut seeds are less urgent for planting. Each is going to be a big job on its own. I’m rather dreading to see how many roots I will be hitting when I try to dig transplant holes!

I watched this video this morning, and I might be changing up a few things.

After watching the video, I checked and it seems our last average frost date has changed from June 2 to May 21-31. This is based on the town to the north of us, which is now the same as the town to the East of us. The town to the East of us had a last frost date of May 28, so it’s still in that range now.

This means that, once I get the beds ready, we should be able to get things into the ground about a week earlier than I expected to. Some of the direct sowing can be done now, if I had beds ready for them. I’ve got a couple of beds solarizing that will be easier to prep, and I want to get the potatoes in soon. We still need to finish building the trellis supports on one of the low raised beds, but the climbers I want to plant there can be planted before the trellis is ready.

We’re supposed to cool down to more reasonable temperatures in a few days, then get hot again. The overnight lows are still expected to drop to just above freezing a few times. We’ll see how it actually turns out, when the time comes!

For all the fighting with the covers in this wind, I’m glad we got them on.

On a related note, the water table is high enough that I had to set up a the blower fans in the old basement, where water is starting to seep through. The sump pump has even gone off a couple of times, which will be great for the bed in the old kitchen garden it is set up to drain at. My brother came over again today and checked on the ejector; the stand pipe still has ice in it, but with this heat, I’ll be testing it more often, to see if we can finally start getting through the venturi pipe. Even if it’s just a dribble, once fluid starts going through, it will thaw out faster at the bottom.

It’s hard to imagine, with how hot it is today, that the ground is actually still frozen further down!

The Re-Farmer

New babies, and some morning progress

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The plan for today was to get at least the south yards mowed this morning, before things got too hot.

It almost happened.

Things started out awesome. It was 14C/57F when I got up this morning! What a relief that was!

The expected high was 27C, though. With the high humidity, everything was soaking wet with dew, but the garden still needed to be watered.

While watering the luffa, I saw the dew had condensed and was collecting on the very edges of each leaf. Very pretty!

Once the watering was done, I headed in for a quick breakfast, then headed back out. The grass was still so very wet, but I wanted to get at least some of it done.

I had brought over the lawn mower and getting it ready when I spotted the new kittens.

The orange kitten and the baby Hypotenose I’d found in the outer yard were in the inner yard! I’m hoping that meant they found the kibble.

Unfortunately, I had to scare them off once I started mowing.

I kept the bag on the mower to collect the clippings, emptying into the wagon as I worked on a section of the south yards. The grass was so wet, the opening into the bag kept getting jammed, so I was having to empty it a lot more often. One wagon load of clippings went into the compost heap, around the opportunistic tomatoes, potatoes and onions growing in there. The summer squash in pots got their mulch topped up, which was just a few handfuls of clippings. The rest of the clippings got spread out on the black landscape cloth/tarp in the main garden area to dry in the sun.

The other side of the south yard has a lot of creeping Charlie in it, so I won’t be able to use most of the clippings for mulch. That will just get piled somewhere else. Fresh green grass clippings – especially when they are wet like this – get insanely hot very quickly, and the middle of a pile starts to turn black and slimy in short order. That should kill off any creeping Charlie. I’ll probably dump it on top of the litter pellet compost pile. Normally, in the summer, we’d be burning the litter pellets together with any burnable garbage we have, but first the area was too wet, and not it’s just too hot to stand outside, tending a fire! So we’re still dumping the litter behind the outhouse, as it normally reserved for the winter. It’ll break down, but won’t be anything we’ll use as compost in the garden. The damp, creeping Charlie infested grass clippings should help it break down faster.

But that will be for tomorrow!

By the time I finished the section of yard, it was already 25C/77F. I wanted to go into town today, so I called it for mowing, and will continue tomorrow, when it’s supposed to be a bit cooler.

My trip into town ended up being an unexpected stock up trip, though! I’ll do another post about that, later.

Among my stops in town was a lumber and hardware store I tend to forget exists. It’s near the edge of town, and I don’t usually go that way. I had completely forgotten there is a huge festival in town, starting tonight, though I think some events have been already on for awhile. It’s a long weekend with Terry Fox Day on Monday, though this festival has been around far longer than that. I used to enjoy going to it when I was a kid, and it was still rather small. Now, it’s gotten much bigger. Enough people come out for it that this one traffic light town sets up temporary traffic lights at the intersection next to the hardware store I went to. It wasn’t until I was on my way home that I found they’d set up another set of temporary lights at the other end of town. That’s a first.

I no longer try to go to this festival. I just don’t have the patience for the crowds.

Anyhow; I ended up getting some replacement hose connectors, as I’ve got a couple that I’ve replaced that are leaking, then ended up getting some 4′ lengths of wood lath. I had to ask about it, as I didn’t remember the name of them. It’s basically just some cheap lumber that might be handy with some of our smaller building projects.

From there, I went to the dollar store and found a number of odds and ends we needed, then headed to the grocery store. I had only three items on my list, but found there were some really good sales and ended up getting stuff I’d intended to pick up later in the month, plus some treats.

So I guess it was a sort of productive day, even if I didn’t get as much of the mowing done as I’d hoped. Hopefully, I’ll be able to finish it off, tomorrow, except…

I came home to a message from my mother. She just said “this is your mama” and that’s pretty much it. I called her back, but got her answering machine. My guess is, she’s going to want me to go over tomorrow and help her with grocery shopping.

We shall see, once I finally connect with her!

The Re-Farmer

Our 2024 Garden: a little harvest, and odd blooms

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That whole “get outside early, before it gets hot” thing is just not working. After finishing my morning rounds, it was already 25C/77F, with the humidex putting it at 31C/88F! As I write this, it’s actually cooled down a tiny bit, but it’s going to go right back up again this afternoon.

One of the garden beds that has me a bit perplexed is the eggplant and hot pepper bed. I have not tried to replace the plastic around the box frame, that got shredded by the wind, so they’ve been exposed to the wind and temperatures like everything else beside them. That bed does get a bit more sun than the other two beside it. The peppers and eggplants, though, just don’t seem to be growing. This seems like more than transplant shock. They’re just stagnating, and I don’t know why.

Which makes what progress I am seeing in them a bit surprising.

As small as they are, I am seeing flowers opening up among both the Classic eggplant, and the Little Finger eggplant. There are flowers on the Cheyenne hot peppers, too, but I would almost expect that. These peppers were started the earliest. They should be big and bushy and have fruit developing by now, so having a few flowers appear is late for those. For the eggplant, though, would have expected flowers to appear after they’d gotten much better. Especially considering how large the fruit is supposed to get at maturity. The normal fruit size, even for the Little Finger variety, is bigger than the plants are now!

Aside from that mystery, I found a couple of ripe strawberries among the older plants in the asparagus bed. Yesterday evening, I’d picked a few from the bare root strawberries that were planted this spring, and the tiny strawberries grown from seed in the old kitchen garden. The strawberries in the asparagus bed are having the hardest time of it, because the deer keep eating the leaves, so anything out of there is bonus.

There are sugar snap pea pods developing, and I’d picked a couple last night. This morning, there was just one, ready to pick. I’m only picking these because, the more they are harvested from, the more they will produce.

The real bonus this morning was the garlic scapes!

Almost all of the scapes were ready to be harvested. Of the ones remaining, they should be ready to harvest in the next day or two. So we’ll probably have one last harvest, and then be done for scapes for the year.

We need to plant more garlic. 😄

The mint that keeps trying to take over the bed is managing to get into the raised rectangular bed with garlic, tomatoes, onions and shallots in it. Since I was weeding them out, anyhow, I picked enough for a day’s use.

It’s not much of a harvest, and this year, it doesn’t look like we’ll get much that can be harvested through the summer. The bush beans have been decimated by slugs, so I don’t expect anything from them anymore. They mature fast enough that I could replant, but there’s no point, unless we can get rid of the slugs.

I should pick up some cheap beer for slug traps. Even the last Zucca melon is getting decimated, and it’s of a size they normally wouldn’t be able to damage that much. There is evidence of slug damage on some of the melons and winter squash, and at least a couple of melons have simply disappeared, but they seem to really like the Zucca melon – enough to get up into that kiddie pool raised bed it’s planted in!

The shelling peas are of a size that they need to be trained up into the trellis netting. There are very few pole beans, but they are getting tall enough that trellis netting needs to be added on that side of the bed, too.

The hot pepper growth has been stagnant, but so have the bell peppers in the high raised bed. They’re not getting any bigger, though they certainly look healthy, small as they are, and some of them are starting to bloom, too!

Most of the tomato varieties are also showing blooms. The only ones that aren’t are the last San Marzano transplants. Considering how much later they were planted, that’s not a surprise. The ones planted in the old kitchen garden almost all have flowers and are getting tall enough we’re going to have to start clipping them to their bamboo stake supports.

Along with all that, we need to get the weed trimmer and lawn mowers out before the grass gets too tall again. We still have standing water in places, and the ground is still saturated in others, but we should still be able to get at least some of the mowing done. That will give us grass clippings we can add to some of the garden beds as mulch, too.

Also on the list it so finish assembling the log frame on the one low raised bed. I was able to accumulate more cardboard that I plan to put under the logs, first. So they’ll need to be rolled away, the ground under where they will go needed to be levelled off more, the carboard laid down as a weed barrier, then the logs rolled back and permanently attached to each other. I just plan to cut notches in the shorter end pieces to fit them over the ends of the side pieces, to set them snug against each other. I still have some broken pieces plant supports I got a few years ago. They were hollow metal tubes coated in plastic, and with so many rocks in our soil, they broke very easily. I’ve used some of them, already, on the current trellis bed. I used an auger bit on my drill to make a hole through the logs at the short ends, then drove the broken lengths of supports in, to hold them together. I plan to do the same thing when assembling the new frame. It needs to be done very soon, as the winter squash is starting to grow into the paths, and will soon be too big to move out of the way without damaging them.

Meanwhile, the temperature and humidex is already starting to get hotter again. Our humidity levels are supposed to reach over 90% at times. I’m amazed we have an only 25% chance of rain this evening. I would have expected thunderstorm warnings. We do have a small system with storms in it passing us to the north, but not anywhere near where we are.

Well, summer is summer, and I’d better get used to the heat, if I’m going to get anything done.

The mosquitoes, on the other hand, are something I will never get used to!! Mosquitoes, horseflies, deer flies… they’re all just brutal this year!

The Re-Farmer

The heat continues, and the FB saga continues

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Not a lot of progress outside, today, and only partly because I went out this afternoon.

It’s past 5:30pm as I write this and, according the the weather apps, we’ve cooled down to around 27C/ 81F or 29C/84F, though we most certainly reached higher than 30C/86F today. The high predicted for today was “only” 27C/81F

When I got home, just a little while ago, I saw this reading.

Since we are no longer bringing the transplants indoors overnight, I’ve been leaving the sun room doors wide open, to keep it cooler. There’s a ceiling fan helping things out, too. The thermometer is reading 38C/100F, and it really did feel cooler in the sun room than outside!

We’ve been feeding the outside cats earlier in the evenings, so they can get the food before the racoons clean everything out at night (though a skunk or two will show up any time of day), so I did that after unloading the car by the house, then parking it in the garage.

I tried to get a picture of Adam, but he was camera shy, so I caught him as he was jumping off the cat shelter roof. (It may be hotter up there, but the skunks can’t climb to it.) I haven’t seen Driver in Ages, but Adam has been hanging around, and I’ve been trying to pet him. I’ve managed to touch him, but he really doesn’t like it and goes away to eat somewhere else.

The problem is, I’m starting to think Adam is female. With the long fur, it’s hard to be certain without being able to cop a feel, which none of us has been able to do, but I would expect to at least be able to tell if there are some boy parts under that fur.

*sigh*

Which means that two of the white and greys we were unsure about turned out to be female, and now the two remaining black and white’s that we thought were male are female (I was able to confirm with Decimous, but she has not allowed me to touch her, since that one day I was able to scritch her neck and ears). One of the grey tabbies we couldn’t get close to also turned out to be female.

We may be getting a lot of humidity with our heat, but still no rain. The predicted storms either never materialize in our area (my mother’s town got quite the deluge, though!), or the predictions get pushed back another day or two. It never really cools down during the night, either. I’m glad I got a deep watering done this morning, including the Korean pine planted in the outer yard. We’re getting no rain at all.

This afternoon I went to town to meet up with a friend from high school who is in the area for a few days. We ended up having lunch in the shade by the beach. It was so much more pleasant with that breeze coming off the lake! There were even a few sail boats out, and one brave soul in the water, which would still be quite cold this time of year. We had a fantastic visit – and I got to update her, in person, about what happened with my stolen Facebook account. My thief has recently changed my profile name, so at least people won’t be getting confused about that anymore. My profile picture also got changed; apparently, I’ve lost 30 years, about 150 pounds and now dress like a skank.

I’m still bashing my head on the wall with Facebook’s recovery process, which is just broken. oftne, literally. Of all the ways to try and recover my account, there is one that should actually accomplish it effectively. The steps are to first find my old account while logged out of any other accounts I might be using. Then, since I can’t log in using the thief’s email address, I select “try another way”. Then there’s a screen where I can say I cannot access the thief’s email address that is now associated with my original account. It then goes to a screen that explains they will ask for an email they can reach me at, send me a code to that email, then get me to submit proof of ID, which would be checked by a human, to recover my account.

The first time I went through this process, I got the code, but when it was time to confirm my ID, it went to a broken page. I’ve gone through processes that took me to that page many times, and it is usually broken.

Only once did I get to input my email, though. Now, when I get to that instructions page and hit next, it takes me straight to the “submit ID” part – which should be the last step, not the first. I’ve submitted my ID before, and the next page says to expect an email from them… but what email would they be using? I’m logged out of any account. I’ve told them I cannot access the email that shows up with the login for my original account. Would they still be contacting the thief’s account, anyway? I have no idea, because none of this seems to go through a human (even though this part is supposed to be done by both a program, and a real human).

So I continue to report my old account every day. I can’t report it as “imitating me” anymore, but I can report it as a fake account. And I know people still on my original friends list continue to report the scam posts the thief is making from my account. It’s rediculous.

It also makes it so hard to reconnect with people. They have every reason to ignore my friend requests (if I can even find them, or am able to send a request when I do) and the messages I try to send, explaining why they are getting a friend request from me. The friend I met with today told me she had been talking to other mutual friends about the strange posts coming from my account, and these are people I’d sent friend requests to. Requests that must have been declined, because when I find their pages again, I no longer have the option to send a friend request. Hopefully, now that my friend and I have been able to talk in person, she’ll be able to pass on to our mutual friends, which account is really me now. I was also able to explain to her exactly what happened that lead to my account being stolen, rather than hacked, because I did something stupid while distracted, and thinking I was helping a friend.

Facebook’s tech support is such a disaster.

I think scammers count on FB being so useless at recovering accounts, and users giving up because of it, rather quickly. From what I’ve hear from others who have lost their accounts, they basically just started new accounts and moved on after a very short time. I’m thinking that, at some point, I’m going to wear the system down and get some action taken – even if it’s to delete my old account, which would be preferable to having my thief using it to scam people! If it weren’t for that, I would have moved on from trying to recover my account, but… well… it’s not like I have a name that is shared by a lot, or even a few, other people. My married name is one of a kind. I’ve done curiosity searches on my name, and the only things that come up are directly related to me. So someone out there doing scams under my name is causing more direct harm to me than if I had a more common name.

What a pain.

Bah. Enough of that!

Time to go back to coping with this sticky, humid heat we’ve been under!

The Re-Farmer

Overgrown

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I started my morning rounds early, to beat the heat, and decided to mow some of the lawn, while I could.

We can’t even use the clippings as mulch, as it’s so full of dandelion and Chinese Elm seeds.

The kittens were under the cat’s house. They were not happy with the noisy machine. One ran out and under the laundry platform. The mamas, weren’t happy, either, so I tried to get that area done as quickly as possible.

I did only the south lawns for now, but did make a point of mowing paths to the burn barrel and electricity meter.

This area has not been mowed at all, this year. I want to restore the rusted blade on the scythe and give it a good sharpening. At this point, it would probably be easier to scythe the grass in the outer yard, than mow it.

The grass was still quite wet and the ground still squelches, but there was no standing water, at least. I just had to frequently stop to unclog the expeller opening of wet grass.

The white rose in front of the sunroom is amazing! The honeysuckle are in full bloom, too, and even the dwarf Korean lilacs are starting to open. Right now, the yard is filled with the fragrance of roses. The pink rose even has loads of buds. Far more than we’ve seen on it before. It took 4 years, but we have got it growing again!

Nice to see some of our native pollinators out. Bumbles are my favourite. 💕

I don’t know that we’ll be able to finish mowing the inner yard today. We are still getting storm predictions, but they all seem to be missing us. We shall see. For now, I’m just happy to get as much done as we have!

The Re-Farmer