Last night, a daughter and I covered three areas in the garden.
I rigged a cage of sorts around the summer squash large enough to fit around the large leaves. Our covers are old sheets, and one was large enough to cover the summer squash, though nowhere near large enough to reach the ground. Which was okay, as we weren’t expecting actual frost.
The peppers and eggplant in the wattle weave garden all have their own wire tomato cages, so we just needed to use some clothespins to keep the covers from blowing away. The way the peppers are laid out in the shorter end of the L shaped bed allowed them to be covered more than the eggplant, which are in a longer row. The cloth was just barely long enough to reach from end to end. As a result, the first and last eggplants had less coverage, with one of them being at a more exposed end of the bed.
You can see there is some cold damage to the leaves.
Depending on what app I checked, we dropped to either 6C/43F or 5C/41F last night. It’s hard to say so soon, but it looks like the winter squash, which we have no way to cover, managed okay. In fact, just this evening, I spotted two female flowers in the Mashed Potato squash that I hand pollinated. I’m not sure why I’m bothering, but at least they’ll have a chance!
Our overnight temperatures are supposed to warm up for the next while, so we shouldn’t need to cover them again for some time. In fact, some of our daytime highs are supposed to get downright hot. By the second week of September, however, the long range forecast has changed again, and we’re not looking at dipping below freezing, right around our old average frost date. The new 30 year averages have been released, which suggested our growing season has actually increased by quite a bit, but I’m not counting on that. Based on the previous average frost dates, we’ve got a 99 day growing season, and I think that’s still the more accurate one. That’s the thing with averages. All it takes is one or two unusual years to shift things quite a bit, even if they’re now showing a range of dates, rather than a single date.
This morning, I harvested some potatoes and a few other things for a supper I was planning on.
The potatoes are what I found under a couple of plants. For all that the plants struggled this year and there isn’t a lot, we do have some really nice potatoes! I grabbed a couple more kohl rabi (not too many of those left now!), some Swiss Chard, thyme, oregano, sage and lemon balm, as well as some walking onion bulbils.
All of this, plus some carrots I still had in the fridge, a Sub Arctic Plenty tomato the family hadn’t eaten yet, an entire bulb of fresh garlic (about 6 large cloves), some stewing beef and chunks of sausage, got used to make an Instant Pot one pot meal.
I do like being able to set up either the Instant Pot or the Crockpot and just leave it. Today, it meant I could get a nap in! We’re a real messed up household right now. My husband’s dealing with a broken tooth on top of his constant back pain. My younger daughter had a rough night and has been caning it today – yet she still just came back from picking the Spoon tomatoes for me! My older daughter has been walloped by her PCOS again. I’m still dealing with a wonky hip, plus my injured left arm is still causing issues, but it’s starting to look like I’m the most able bodied person in the household again!
I had thought I could use the riding mower and mow the lawn today. After all the rain we’ve had, it actually needs it again. When I went to bed last night, the forecast was for sun and a few clouds for the next week. This morning, that changed to a light rain, pretty much all day! They’re still saying we’ll be getting sun with some clouds for at least a week, but who knows what we’ll actually get. I’m certainly not going to complain about more rain, though. We still need it so badly!
It does make things hard to plan around, though. There are things I’d like to get some work done on before I start making my monthly stock up shopping trips to the city, plus my follow up medical appointment about my arm, and so on. Things that need to be done when it’s dry, or at least not raining. I have this constant sense of running out of time.
Ah, well. It is what it is, and there’s only so much we can do. Having all four of us struggling with physical limitations at the time time, though, was not something I had ever expected when we moved out here, though!
The morning started out as usual, with the feeding of the yard cats and my morning rounds.
Oddly, I seem to be seeing fewer kittens? I think? Meaning the littles that have been showing up in the past couple of weeks. They tend to hide so quickly, I’m not sure, but it just feels like there are fewer of them. The older kittens are still around, but I just can’t get a handle on how many littles there are.
Even though I’d picked up another 9kg back of kibble for the outside cats recently, we were already running out. I was already scheduled to pick up my mother’s bubble packs and do her grocery shopping today, so I decided I would keep going from her place and hit the Walmart. Plus, my husband is having issues with his cracked tooth that won’t be worked on until the middle of next month. So I wanted to pick up foods that were safer for him to eat.
My younger daughter was able to come along with me, which was nice.
My brother, SIL and their older grandson were staying in their trailer this weekend and were going to be heading back to the city soon after I needed to head out, so we made a quick hello and goodbye visit. My great-nephew will be heading home next weekend, before school starts, so I wanted to make sure we got our hugs in!
My daughter and I got to my mother’s town early enough that the pharmacy wasn’t open yet – but the gas station with the best fried chicken and wedges in town had their chicken ready – so we picked up a meal for my mother boxed up separately, then got some for ourselves to eat in the truck. The truck’s seats are more comfortable than the chairs and tables they have in the station. 😄
We still got to the pharmacy just minutes after it opened. My mother’s bubble packs were ready, and most of it was covered this time, so I had very little to pay for it this time. I’m glad I made sure to pick them up today. When I put them in my mother’s lock box, I checked what was there. She had only enough for this evening, plus tomorrow morning. The pharmacy’s records show she should have had enough to last until Wednesday. However, with so many messed up times with her meds, and her abusive behaviour towards the home care aids for not using the partial packs of meds because they were the wrong days, etc., I have taken a few old partial packs back to the pharmacy. They were required to dispose of the meds, which I haven’t mentioned to my mother, or she’d blow a gasket, but it was that or have her constantly harassing the care aids about them. I’ll have to call the pharmacy tomorrow and talk to them about that. They do the bubble packs on the weekends, and that’s cutting it really close for my mother at this point. Better to have her meds prepared earlier. Normally, she would have had them delivered, but that leaves her medications outside the lock box, and she’s already tried hiding a week’s worth of meds away because she doesn’t trust the home care aids.
When we got to my mother’s, it was still not much past noon. Mass was still going on in the church across the street, but I was able to find parking. I wasn’t sure if my mother would have had the energy to make it to church or not, but thought it was unlikely.
I was right. My mother was home and praying the rosary, with her table all set up in preparation for when someone from the church would come by with communion for her. The interruption of us coming when we did messed her up a bit. Which I totally get. When I’m right into something and get interrupted, the mental shift can actually be physically painful.
My brother had given me a new drip pan specifically for my mother’s model of stove, to replace one she has that is completely rusted out for some reason, so I popped that in for her while she got out her shopping list. It was really short this time! We went over it and I asked a few questions, but she said she was well supplied with everything I remembered to ask about.
She was happy to see my daughter, though, and didn’t make any of her usual rude comments, which was nice.
She told us to take our time because she didn’t want to be interrupted when the guy came with communion, but her list was so short, we were back just as church was letting out. My mother was once again thrown by us coming in when we did. I told her that people were just starting to leave church, so we were quick about putting everything away, and making sure her mild carton was opened for her (the local grocery store no longer has 2L milk in plastic jugs, just cartons, and with my mother’s hands, it’s a real struggle to open a carton). My mother was a bit upset about the rush. She had been expecting me to come later, and had been looking forward to being able to “talk for hours and hours”… ??? Especially since my daughter was with me. So she said, no more Sundays for grocery shopping! Which is fine, but I was there today, on a Sunday, so that she could get her medications before running out!
We were in and out quickly, though, and soon on the road to the Walmart. I didn’t take a photo, but it totaled almost $200. Ouch! We got two 9kg bags of kibble, and a package of XXL (30″x30″) puppy pads, plus some on sale TP. Peanut butter, bananas and bread for my husband at times when no one is available to cook for him, and hot dog wieners/hoagies for times when there is someone to cook for him. He can’t chew “real” meat right now, no matter how tender! We got some water flavour packages for him as well. We remembered to grab a couple of containers of popcorn seasoning, and found a charging cable for my daughter’s older phone with a micro-USB port. After that, it was some cheese mini-croissants to snack on for the ride home, and some $1 chocolate bars for each of us as a treat.
I keep thinking I’m forgetting something, but nope. That list is all it took, to cost almost $200.
Once we got home, it was late enough that, while my daughter put away everything else, I refilled the kibble bin and did the evening cat feeding.
Which brings me to the cuteness!
I’ll actually start with a couple of pictures I got, yesterday.
Can you spot the Little in there? One of them has figured out how to climb up to the platform and discovered the cat beds up there. Here, it’s being snuggled by Eyelet on the left, and The Grink on the right.
Can you believe The Grink is about 2 years old? He’s barely bigger than Eyelet!
That black kitten was absolutely snuzzling its face into the tabby. This cat bed is in the back of the water bowl shelter.
When opening the door into the sun room to do this morning’s feeding, I found a while pile of kittens – large and small! – waiting right under the threshold, making it very difficult to step through! I need to be careful, as Sir Robin in particular REALLY wants to be inside. He managed to sneak into the house while my older daughter and I were bringing the cured garlic in, after covering the eggplant for the night, and my daughter found him in the kitchen!
Most of the kittens scatter as I step through, but one kitten didn’t. It stayed loafed and moved its head around, as if confused.
It turned out its eyes were stuck shut, so it had no idea what was going on around it!
I finished putting the food out but, when I got back to the sun room, I couldn’t see the stuck eyed kitten. I finished my rounds and tried looking again before heading inside. That’s when I spotted a little white kitten bum through the opening of the new cat cave.
It’s a bit difficult to get close, since it’s in a shelf, and I need to step around food trays and the little plant stand that’s there for the cats to use to get to the platform. I was able to reach in and felt a couple of kittens in there, but managed to get the white butted kitten. Once I got it out, I could confirm it was the one with the stuck eyes. It wasn’t happy, but I was able to get it to the bathroom and into the bathtub to chill a bit, while I ran the hot water in the sink while getting something to wipe its eyes with.
The kitten wasn’t happy about being picked up again, but stopped fighting me once I started washing its eyes. Once both eyes were cleared, it just started up at me for a while. This kitten is mostly white with grey “eyebrows”, like Button, Eyelet and Grommet – but where Button and Eyelet have blue eyes, and Grommet has yellowish eyes, this one has really dark eyes!
Once done, I took it back to the sun room and tucked it back into the cat cave. Then I used my phone’s camera to take a picture and see who else was in there.
There were AT LEAST six kittens in there! Including another one that could have used an eye wash. It’s amazing I was able to grab the right kitten right from the start!
That little tabby with white in the foreground… he always looks so furious! 😄
As we were getting ready to head out, I went to open the gate first and spotted this adorableness, under the truck.
This is the garage kitten that will sometimes let me pet him and pick him up.
Still no such progress with his sibling (I’m about 98% sure the smokey one is a female).
Yes, we ALWAYS check the truck before starting it and driving.
After we got back from errands and the evening feeding was done, I did my evening rounds. As I was heading in, I spotted Lady Hypotenose on top of the cat cage… and what was that not far from her?
We already have a cat we call Ink, because she looks like she got into a pot of ink with her mouth and paws. This one also looks like it got into some ink.
We’re debating whether to call it Spot or Blot.
What do you think?
I did try to do a head count of the littles this morning, and I think I counted twelve but, as I mentioned earlier, I’m pretty sure some are “missing”. Especially the ones that showed up in the junk pile by the chain link fence, instead of the sun room or cat shelters by the house. It could be that they’ve been moved on by their mothers, or they simply didn’t happen to be out while I was putting the food out.
The next few weeks will be ones to keep an eye on them. This is the stage where, if they are going to get hit with the local variant of herpes, now will be it. That’s the ones with the leaky eyes, and that’s what did in Kale and, I’m sure, Zipper. This year, though, not all the kittens got it. Poirot’s babies have had zero issues, nor have the outer yard kittens that started out coming to the shrine feeding station (they are now willing to go right into the sun room!). The garage kittens have shown no sign if it, either. It looks like some of the littles are resistant.
From what the Cat Lady told me, that would be because of the lysine we’ve been adding to their food for the past year or two. For the cats that are already struggling with the virus, I’m told it’s “lysine for life”, and if they stop getting the lysine, they can get really sick again. BUT, it benefits the next generation, and they can not need it at all. That’s what I seem to be seeing now, with the littles. In fact, at this point, it seems like more of them are resistant than not.
Still, if it’s going to happen, it’s going to happen over the next few weeks. Which means we might start finding losses.
Well, it is what it is, and there’s not much we can do about it, that we aren’t already doing.
The Re-Farmer
[addendum: I was curious as to what WP’s AI image generator would come up with based on the contents of this post.
This is not actually our first zucchini, but it is the first one that made it to a size that could be harvested. The first zucchini I spotted withered away immediately, which means it wasn’t pollinated. I hand pollinated the one beside it and thought it was going to make it. When I saw the blossom end starting to turn yellow when it was just a couple of inches long, I knew it wasn’t going to last much longer. So I picked it, bit off the ends, and ate the middle, right in the garden. It was a two bite zucchini! 😄 This one was on a completely different plant; the only other one that’s been producing female flowers.
This morning has probably the most Royal Burgundy beans I’ve picked at once. There were no yellow bush beans to pick at all. What a difference from the first year we grew bush beans! The Royal Burgundy had the fewest seeds in the packet, but they were the most prolific of the three varieties we got in the pack we bought. That year was actually the most prolific of all, and I was finding bags of frozen beans in the freezer, two years later!
Hopefully, next year will be a better growing year. Personally, I think we’re looking at a shorter fall and longer winter, but I hope I’m wrong. I’m looking at the Old Farmer’s Almanac forecast for the prairies, and this is what they had to say about the upcoming fall.
The Prairies
The Prairie provinces can expect a warmer and wetter-than-normal autumn. September: Temperatures will average 12°C (1°C above normal), with around 45mm of precipitation—right on average. The first part of the month will bring isolated showers and a cool dip, but mid to late September will trend warmer with thunderstorms and lots of sunny, very warm days to close out the month. October: Temperatures rise even more to 8°C (2°C above normal), with 30mm of rain (5mm above average). Expect a warm, sunny start with light drizzle mid-month. Later, the west may see early flurries while the east has drizzle, before things warm up again near the end of October.
That would be nice, but I don’t think so. I still keep thinking about the garter snakes, already heading for their winter dens about a month early!
They don’t have a long range forecast for winter in Canada, yet.
The Farmer’s Almanac (not to be confused with the Old Farmer’s Almanac) does have a Canadian winter forecast. For the prairies, we’re told to expect this winter to be very cold with above average snowfall, whiteouts and blizzards. As usual, January and February are expected to be the worst hit.
*sigh*
Well, at least the snow will be a good insulator for anything I plant in the fall!
For now, I’ll just enjoy what we have. Which, today, has brought more off and on rain that wasn’t in yesterday’s forecast, and quite a lot of wind.
Eventually, I’ll be able to finish mowing that last overgrown section of the old garden area!!
I’ve been trying to take recordings on the same day every month – usually the 21st, as that’s usually the first day of spring. I did take recordings yesterday, but I waited too long and it was getting too dark, so some of the videos really sucked.
So I tried again this morning, and here we are! There has actually been a decent amount of growth since last month. Enjoy!
After doing my morning rounds, I made a small shopping trip to the nearer city – we were running lot on kibble again, so it was a good time to pick up a few other things we would run out of before our first stock up shopping trip next week. By the time I got home, we were getting hit with intermittent rain throughout the afternoon. Even a brief downpour that had me waiting things out in the garage until it was done!
In checking the basement, though, it really show how dry things have been. In the summer, the old basement, which has no weeping tile, can get very wet, and it’s not unusual to have pooling water that I sweep into the floor drain. Even the new basement has a corner that gets quite wet. The weeping tile drains past the floor drain into the septic tank, and we sometimes see flowing water in the floor drain from under the new basement. We keep blower fans and pedestal fans going to dry and keep things dry, and the sump pump gets quite a work out.
This summer, we have had some damp areas, but mostly it’s been in the corner where the well pump is, and that is from condensation. We haven’t been running the dehumidifier as, when I did get it going, it started making some rather unfortunate noises. It is very old, so we would be better off replacing it.
I checked the basements today, and even that corner is almost completely dry, with just one fan running. The floor drain is barely damp, so there’s pretty much nothing draining from the weeping tile under the new basement. This tells me that, while it’s been raining enough that I haven’t had to water the garden lately, the water table is still really low, and the ground is still really dry, in spite of the wonderful rain we’ve been having.
We’re not expecting rain here again for quite some time. What we are expecting, on Sunday night (two nights from now), is for the overnight temperatures to drop to 5C/41F. That wasn’t supposed to happen until the first week of September. Which means I want to at least cover the peppers and eggplant, and hopefully the summer squash, too. It’s supposed to warm up again, with very pleasant overnight temperatures, but all it takes is one cold night to kill the more tender plants.
Of course, the forecasts change so often, it might not be an issue – or it might get even colder than predicted.
While heading out to the garden again after breakfast, I noticed that the catio was unoccupied.
The perfect time to set my “trap”!
The plan is to set it up behind the garage to lure the garage kittens out. They run around the garage, but they won’t come to the house. Even if I catch the white and grey and take him to the sun room, he’s soon back in the garage.
What I’m hoping is that they will accept the catio as a place to eat and sleep. Then, over time, we’ll move it closer and closer to the house. If it really comes down to it, we could potentially close the door with them inside. That would be only once we get them socialized enough to get spayed/neutered.
Of course, it took more work than expected.
First up, I got the big food bowl off the ground inside and set it on one of the shelves to come along. It was still wrapped around with plastic that I put on for the winter and ended up leaving. I think later on, we’ll put clear plastic around the upper half of the catio to protect from the elements, but leave the bottom half open for air circulation. It’s very much a greenhouse as it is now!
Anyhow.
I had put rope handles at each corner to use to move the catio, and those were under the plastic, so I raised the plastic on one end so I could access them. There were a couple of bricks used to make sure the door didn’t accidentally close them in, and those got set on the roof to come for the ride (there are other bricks on the roof as weights against high winds). Last of all, I had a 2×2 piece of lumber under the frame at the door, so that water would drain off the roof to the other side. That got set in one of the cat shelves inside to come for a ride, too.
Then I started to try and drag it along.
The problem is, I put the rope handles too high. Because of how far apart they are, it can’t just be lifted and dragged. It would need to be “walked” across the yard. That risked breaking the frame. So I grabbed some twine and made new rope handles, lower down, threaded through short lengths cut from an old garden hose that can’t be used anymore. That would keep the twine from cutting into the hands.
That worked better, in that I could lift the end and drag it evenly, instead of “walking” it across. Unfortunately, they were still pretty far apart, making it difficult for short little me with my short little arms to pull it.
I was going to message my daughters to see if one of them could come and help me when I saw one of them had already messaged me. My mother’s pharmacy had called and wanted to talk to me about her bubble pack refills.
So I went in to take care of that and asked my daughters if they could finish moving the catio while I was on the phone. I didn’t realized that my older daughter had messaged me only because she had gotten up to use the washroom and happened to hear the phone ring. By the time I saw the message and came in, she was back in bed for the day.
Which meant my younger daughter moved it on her own!
That would not have been easy. She’s even shorter than I am! Not my much, but still…
Meanwhile, I made the call, then called my mother, then updated my siblings in our group chat. I’ll be going to pick up my mother’s bubble packs on Sunday, and will do her grocery shopping as well.
When I was done, I headed out to see where my daughter set up the catio – I’d only said it was going behind the garage.
Just by Pinky. I didn’t see any of her kittens until some time later, and even then, it was just the smokey one.
Pinky was so settled on that cat bed that when I lifted the front to put the 2×2 under it, she didn’t move! I dropped the plastic back down and set the bricks up in the door so make sure it wouldn’t close all the way, then tied it off so it wouldn’t blow around in the wind, either.
I also spent quite a bit of time petting Pinky on that cat bed. She was very, very content in there!
I set the food bowl – an old heated water bowl that burned out – just inside the doorway. Later on, I’ll find something to use as a water bowl for in there, too.
So, starting this evening, I will no longer be leaving food in the garage for the kittens. It will be in the catio, only.
I think it might be a good idea to add wheels to this. Not directly under, as that would leave a gap a cat could get out through. I’m thinking more like a pair of wheels on one side, and handles on the other, so it can be moved around like a wheelbarrow. Or a chicken tractor. We can certainly grag it around as it is now, but that puts a lot of strain on the frame and it’s more likely to break.
That done, I went back towards the house and noticed Slick under the canopy tent again. I had to use the zoom on my phone’s camera to see whether she was nursing or not. Once I was sure there were no kittens for me to scare away, I continued on my way.
Which is when I saw some ears in the window of the isolation shelter.
I see other littles in the isolation shelter, but these ones have practically moved right in.
The inside of the front window really needs a cleaning. 😄
I didn’t get any pictures while doing the morning feeding, though I did try to get a head count of the adults. I think I counted 22. I didn’t even try to count the kittens. They move too fast!
Except one.
I’ve got a little bowl set under the ramp to the water bowl shelter, which is in front of the chimney flue they use to hide in. As soon as I come near, they start dashing into the flu to get under the cat house.
One of the, however, didn’t run away.
So I pet it.
It still didn’t run away.
So I picked it up.
Which is when I saw that its eyes were stuck shut!
Thankfully, it didn’t try to hiss or spit or bite, and I was able to wash its eyes until they could open again. Then it just looked up at me, seeming rather stunned!
Hopefully, this will be the start of socialization.
We’ve got our work cut out for us, to get these guys at least friendly enough to get them to a vet, once they’re big enough! The vet wants them to weigh at least two pounds for spays.
[obligatory addendum: if you wish to donate towards spays and neuters, there is a ko-fi donation button at the top right of the page. Every little bit helps, and is much appreciated.]
Enjoying kittens was just a bonus for the morning. I got lots done, and will be writing about that in other posts. This evening, I plan to take some footage for my monthly garden tour video, too. There will be quite a few changes on there, since last month!
The littles are happily discovering the perks of being close to the house. They’ve been sleeping on various cat beds all over the place, enjoying reliable access to food and water, and the creche mothers are taking good care of them. Some are still super shy, but even they are getting brave enough to go into the sun room.
I was on the late side getting out this morning. I had a rough night. What little lawn mowing a managed with the push more did more than remind me I hadn’t fully recovered from suddenly getting sick.
It reinjured me.
My left arm, that I injured in a fall more than a month ago, had been feeling fine for awhile. Well enough that I wondered just what we’d be talking about when I see my doctor at the end of the month, to go over the X-rays.
Last night, all the joints were hurting enough that I got my older daughter to come over and rub them down with Voltaren. Only after that could I finally get some sleep. By then it was around 3am.
My left hip has also increasingly an issue. Not so much with pain, but stability. The lack of it! It’s gotten so that I have to sit down to put on my pants, because I can’t stand on my left leg. When taking the two steps from the original part of the house to the addition, I can only step up on my right leg. If I try to step up using my left leg, my hip just gives out.
Something else to talk about when I see my doctor!
With that in mind, I got one of my daughters to help me in the garden at the end of my morning rounds.
When I first got into the old kitchen to start preparing the wet and dry cat food mixture I feed them in the mornings, I spotted one of the white and grey littles, right at the window! This window used to be an exterior window, before the sun room was added on, so the sill on the outside is angled down for any moisture to drain away from the window. It makes it a challenge, but the smaller cats and kittens are still able to get onto it and not slide right off. To see the littles up there – I think the one I saw traded off with a second one while I was filling the kibble bowl – is good progress. They have figured out where the food comes from, and are comfortable with that.
Now if only the garage kittens would come out! They are SO hungry by the time I arrive to feed them, because they don’t come to the house where there is more food, after their bowl is empty. I’m seriously considering moving the isolation shelter closer to the garage, and use it to slowly get them closer to the house. The problem with that it, the littles and the outside yard kittens are already using it regularly.
Maybe the catio would work, instead.
After the cats were fed, I continued my rounds and checking on the garden.
I’m quite happy with what’s happening in the trellis bed. The noodle beans are still stunted, but the sunflowers and pumpkins are looking great!
One pumpkin plant – the one with the pumpkin in a sling – is the biggest of the five, and opened up a couple of massive flowers this morning. There’s just male flowers, though. I’ve been seeing tiny female flowers start to form but, so far, they’ve all shriveled up and fallen off, long before they opened up. So it looks like we’ll get a single pumpkin this year.
In the second image of the slideshow above, you can see the tallest of the Hopi Black Dye sunflowers. it has almost reached the height of the top horizontal support for the temporary trellis netting, which is at least 6 1/2 feet from the ground, so about 6 feet from the inside of the bed.
I’m surprised by all those little tomatoes I found when doing a major weeding, some time ago, and transplanted. I’ve since found three more that got missed, but I won’t bother moving those. Some of the transplants are getting surprisingly bed. The largest one is hidden under the leaves of the biggest pumpkin plant! One even has blossoms on it. I suspect that some of them, at least, might be Spoon tomatoes.
Speaking of Spoon tomatoes…
My younger daughter came out to help me pick them. With the instability of my hip, I can only pick from one side, where I can lean against the log wall. My daughter can actually get right into the bed, standing on the mulch in between the melons (which are not really growing, even if some are blooming) and pick the tomatoes on that side of the plants.
Yes, those are grapes! My daughter found the ripest looking clusters. There are lots more, but they are still more on the green side. If my guess is correct, these are Valiant grapes and they should get much bigger, not be the same size as the Spoon tomatoes. Once we figure out a place to transplant them, hopefully they will do better. The vines themselves are doing great where they are, but the fruit is not what it should be.
This is the first time in a couple of years we’ve been able to harvest some grapes before the raccoons ate them all.
Under the colander is a selection of fresh herbs; two types of oregano, two types of thyme, sage, basil, lemon balm and even some dill weed from the self seeded dill that came up among the herbs. I also gathers some walking onion bulbils; we don’t want them to spread beyond where they are now, so the bulbils are for eating, not growing! There’s a small amount of bush beans, some Sub Arctic Plenty tomatoes and some Chocolate Cherry tomatoes.
At the bottom are some nasturtium seeds. My daughter was admiring the flower bed (the Cosmos are getting so tall!) and asked about the nasturtiums, which are winding down right now. While checking them out, we noticed some of the seeds had started to dry up and fall off the plants. Rather than leave them there to likely rot, we gathered them up. They are now in the cat free zone (the living room) where we are keeping gathered seeds and seed pods to stay cool and dry before they get stored away.
As for the rest of today, I’m not sure what I’ll manage to get done outside. I’ll give myself a chance to rest, but I most likely will just pain killer up and head out later and do as much as I can. We shall see.
Just a quick catch-up for now. I’m hoping to get outside and get some mowing down.
Yesterday turned out to be a good day to be sick. It rained off and on all day. I think it’s finally dry enough to mow. I want to get the area I allowed to get overgrown with alfalfa and whatnot, so the pollinators would have something. I’m not seeing a lot of pollinators of late, though. I think all the smoke has caused problems. The area is done blooming, though, so time to get it under control!
I still don’t know what happened to me, in getting so sick so suddenly. I had a chance to chat with my SIL and mentioned what I was feeling. She told me that she suddenly got sick like that, too, while they were out camping with the grandkids. The dizziness got so bad, she thought she might be having a stroke or something. Then my brother got sick, too. That was a few weeks ago, and neither have fully recovered. Hearing I was sick actually was a bit of a relief for her, as she now things they caught some sort of virus, though she felt back if they passed that on to me.
Somehow, though, I don’t think that’s it. By late afternoon yesterday, I was feeling good enough to go outside, do the evening cat feeding and my evening rounds. By the end of the day, I was feeling normal again and went back outside, just to enjoy the fresh air.
While checking on the garden beds, I found that a few of the Turkish Orange eggplants had damaged leaves. Just on one side of the plants, and among the ones that were more forward in the bed. I suspect it is cold damage when the overnight low dropped to about 6C/43F.
The drooping leaves, however, exposed something else.
There’s a ripening eggplant under there! It’s small, but from the photos of the ripe eggplant, it looks like it’s very close to being fully ripe. I think it’s supposed to get a darker orange, still.
The second photo has my hand in the photo, so you can get a perspective of the size.
This eggplant is so low on the plant, it’s resting on the ground, so after I got the picture, I took one of the dead leaves off the plant and put it under the eggplant in such a way that any water would drain away from the fruit.
We are all very curious as to what this variety will taste like!
The Sweetie Snack Mix peppers around the corner of the wattle weave bed have more fruit on them now, but they are all still very green. They should ripen into red, yellow and orange. At this point, there isn’t even a blush of colour on even the oldest peppers I have been keeping an eye on.
While doing my rounds, I noticed Pinky and her babies on the old tire that’s holding a door on one side of the garage open – I keep that door, plus the back door, open all summer for air circulation. The tire is still on a rim, so it’s heavy enough to keep the wind from blowing the door around. Pinky and her kittens were milling around on the tire, leaning into the rim.
They were thirsty and drinking the accumulated rain water!
There is food and fresh water by the house, but the kittens just won’t come over. I’ve seen the white and grey sneaking over to the shrine food bowls, and I think I’ve even seen him go into the isolation shelter or catio. The smoky kitten, however, will not go more than a few feet away from the garage. I only have a food bowl for them in garage, not a water bowl. I want them to come to the house! Pinky does, but she hates other cats and any kittens not her own. She will attack any that come too close. If they come near the garage, she will drive them away. Even the littles.
The white and grey, however, is starting to get used to me. The smoky kitten ran away, but the white and grey stayed while I pet his mother. After a while, I was not only able to pet him, but I was able to pick him up and snuggle him!
And confirm he is male.
I put him back on the tire and got some pictures while the smoky kitten started to come back. She (I think) does let me pet her while she is eating, sometimes, and I think it starting to learn that the giant, hairless food giver is not something to be scared of. She came closer while was there, but not all the way, so I left so she could finish drinking.
Later on, while walking behind the cat shelters near the sun room, I spotted Adam in the middle of them all, covered in kittens.
At least two ran off when they saw me in the gap between the shelters. She was nursing the whole lot of them. I don’t think any of the kittens in the picture are actually hers.
Of course, when doing the cat feeding this morning, I saw all sorts of kittens, including the “new” ones under the cat house creeping out. Some of them are even brave enough to go into the sun room already! I am 99% sure the kittens from the collapsing log building are Ink’s babies. I’d seen her climbing up into there a few times over the summer.
I don’t think I’ve seen Ink around for several days.
She was always one of the more feral cats and would run off faster, so that’s not too unusual, but after what happened to Poirot, it makes me wonder.
As I was finishing up my rounds, I spotted this baby under the shrine.
I don’t recognize it. It’s hard to know for sure, as the “new” kittens run and hide so quickly, but I think I would have noticed one that had all white around one eye, and black around the other like that.
Today, I had to go into town and my daughter and I headed out in the late morning. She wanted to come along, just in case I wasn’t feeling as well as I thought I was! I went ahead to the truck with the big water jugs that needed to be refilled when I spotted Slick in the grass, under the canopy tent.
She was nursing two babies!
One ran off, and it’s possible that one was the kitten in the photo above, but I didn’t see its face well enough to be sure. The other looked more like Mom. I gave them a lot of distance, so as not to scare it away. My daughter spotted the two of them still there as she came out a few minutes later. She tried for an indirect photo, trying not to startle them, but isn’t sure if it turned out yet.
We left early enough to stop at the post office where a parcel for my husband was waiting. It turned out to have a custom’s duty on it, so I had to pay $30 to pick it up. The postmaster told me she was processing a lot more customs duties of late, and thinks it might have something to do with the new tariff wars. Customs duties are a different category of taxes, though, not tariffs. If it is, that means it’s our own government charging us for stuff they didn’t before. Anything that gets shipped into Canada can potentially be charged duties. Usually, it’s the equivalent of what the sales tax would have been if the product was purchased in Canada. We have very rarely been charged duties on anything we’ve had come in from the US, whether by mail or courier. This was some stuff from a leatherworking supply company he’s purchased from before, without being charged duties.
Now I’m wondering if our government is going to tax me on all those seeds I ordered from MI Gardener that are making their way through the USPS right now. I’ll find out, soon enough, I guess.
Once in town, our first stop was at the pharmacy, where my daughter was able to get her own refills as well. Then we popped across the street to check out the Red Apple; one of the things my husband asked me to pick up is slightly cheaper there. Then it was off to the grocery store to refill the water jugs and get a few little things as well.
Seeing the prices change in just the last few weeks can sometimes be mind blowing. For example, I sometimes like to buy shelled pistachios as a truck snack. There is a brand that has them with various seasonings. About a year ago, they were still under $7. That price has been creeping up until even at Walmart, they went from just under $8 to almost $9 per bag within a couple of months. Locally, they were already just under $9 for some time. That’s what I saw them as, about a week ago.
Today, they were just under $12 a bag. 🤯
Needless to say, I haven’t been buying shelled pistachios.
We didn’t need to pick up much, though, and were soon on my way home. Now I want to get out and mow around the kibble shelters first, before the outside cats get their evening feeding. This is going to spook the heck out of the littles, so I want to get that done as quickly as possible!
Hopefully, I’ll be able to get quite a bit done, but we’ll see. That left hip of mine is causing more problems, so the point that I have to do things like sit down to put my pants on, because it’s too unstable for me to stand on my left leg.
Something to talk to my doctor about when I see her at the end of the month. Looks like I’m due for another round of Xrays!
Ah, well. It is what it is. I’ll deal with it when the time comes!
I was winding down for bed last night, listening to some videos on my computer before shutting it down, when I was suddenly hit with waves of dizziness. Then nausea. Then the shakes. Not just my limbs shaking, but even the insides of my torso felt shaky. I wasn’t even able to finish getting changed for bed before having to lie down.
I was able to message my daughters, and they helped as best they could. My younger daughter brought over our blood pressure monitor (BP was fine) and even tested my blood sugars (right were expected for how long it was since I ate anything). Of course, that’s when bunch of cats decided they needed attention!
The girls even brought me a bowl to keep nearby, in case I needed to throw up, as there was no way I’d make it to the bathroom in time if I did. When I did need to go, I had to walk super slow and careful and a daughter hovered nearby, in case I fell.
At one point, shortly after 1am, I opened the step counter app on my phone, which has a heart health monitor. You put your finger over the phone’s flash and it gets readings through that. According to the reading, my heart rate was in the “perfect zone”. My stress levels were low. My HRV (heart rate variability) was excellent, and even my energy level was good. In fact, I got one of the best readings since I downloaded the app.
Uh huh.
For a while, I seriously considered getting my daughter to drive me to the ER. In the end, I decided there was no point. Driving all that way to just sit in ER for hours, and probably just get sent home with a “we couldn’t find anything wrong with you” seemed like it would be less conducive to feeling better than simply staying in bed and trying to get some sleep.
I am feeling better now. I’m still feel shaky, though, and I don’t mean my limbs. In fact, my hands are rock steady, which is actually unusual. My hands always shake, normally.
All I can think of as to a cause is that it might be a reaction to medication. I’d taken my anti-inflammatories with my evening supplements, as usual – I only take the anti-inflammatories before bed, even though I can take them up to three times a day, if need be. I had them with a snack, rather than with a meal, since I didn’t want to eat too much right before bed. Could that have been it? Unlikely. I’ve done that before, too. As my left hip has been keeping me awake at night, I took some T3s this time. I’ve never reacted to them before, though, and they are safe to take while also taking the anti-inflammatories.
I don’t get it.
This morning, my daughters took care of all my usual morning routine, so I could stay in bed. They stayed up all night to be available for me, so they are both crashed right now. I felt well enough this morning to make myself some breakfast, but all I could handle was some soup. Eating did make me feel better, though.
I’m going to go back to bed after this. Hopefully, a few more hours of sleep will get me over whatever it was that did me in!
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I asked if she wanted me to come over today (Sunday) and she said, I could come over to go to church.
So we arranged that I could come over earlier than usual so that I could help her walk over to church (across the street), then do her grocery shopping afterwards.
When I got there this morning, though, my mother said she wasn’t going anywhere. She wasn’t feeling well enough. So we went over her shopping list, instead, and I did that, instead. She was feeling bad enough to take her T3s after I left – something she flat out refused to do, the first time she got them prescribed to her. She was feeling a bit better when I got back. It was a larger than usual shopping trip for her, as she wanted to take advantage of some sales she saw in the flier, too. Extra is always good!
After the shopping was done and everything was put away, I was showing my mother pictures of her great grandsons at the large animal rescue when there was a knock at the door. It was someone from church coming over to give my mother communion, since they saw she wasn’t in church today. My mother was surprised, as she usually calls when she knows she can’t make it. Today was a very last minute change, so she never called. He assured her that if they see she isn’t there, they will make sure he comes over. He mentioned he had two more people to visit after, with one being in the hospital, so she’s not the only person he goes to do communion for. Clearly, he visits her first, since she is so close to the church itself.
I left soon after he did.
This morning, when going my rounds, switching trail cam memory cards and checking on the garden, I picked a small handful of bush beans. Small enough to tuck into my pocket with my memory cards.
When I got to my computer, however, there was only one memory card in my pocket.
Before going to my mother’s, I went out again to pick an ice cream bucket full of crab apples. The big tree with the smaller apples has lots of ripe apples right now. Once I realized the memory card was missing, I back tracked everywhere I went, after I’d switched out the memory card that was now missing. In some areas, like around the crab apple tree, the grass is really tall, but a memory card in its case is light enough and flat enough that I would expect it to just “float” on top of the grass. I even got a daughter to look in the kitchen, in case it fell out of my pocket
Nothing.
After back tracking a couple of times, I left my daughters know it was missing and were it was most likely to be, so they could check while I was gone, then headed out.
Nothing.
After I came back and had a quick lunch, I went to look again.
Nothing.
I was going around the crab apple tree again when I thought of one other possible place it could be.
I had those beans I’d put in my pocket. Could I have accidentally put it in the fridge with the beans? I messaged my daughters to check.
Yup.
I’d accidentally refrigerated the memory card!
Well, at least I was able to pick some crab apples to bring inside. 😄😄
Will all that walking around, I got to see lots of kitties.
After breakfast, these four in the first picture were soon snuggling together in the bed in the cat cage. The black and white in the second picture seems to prefer under the counter shelf, though I’ve sometimes seen it in the cat cage cuddle puddle, too.
The first picture and the video were taken during the morning feeding. Yes, I was able to pet them all! The only reason the smokey kitten didn’t run off was because it was more hungry than scared.
The last photo was taken just after I got back from my mother’s. As I drove into the garage, the mama jumped down from the riding mower and ran off. I thought I saw some ear tips, though, so after I parked, I went to take a look, and found both kittens sitting on the comfy seat, watching me.
They wouldn’t let me come close, though. I had to take stuff out the passenger side of the truck, which meant going past them, and they both ran off.
Ah, well. At least some progress was made at feeding time!
Then there were the “missing” kittens, which have started to creep out from under the cat house. I don’t know why they won’t go inside the cat house; there are three big comfy beds in there!
A couple of faces were familiar. The tuxedo and the mostly black kitten.
The tuxedo was peaking out at me this morning, and then that tabby in the second photo came out to eat at the tray under the water bowl shelter. I did see other faces peaking out, but not long enough to get photos.
The other pictures were taken after I got back from my mother’s.
That mostly black kitten is pretty much confirmed to be Adam’s baby. But how many does she have? Two? Four?
Six???
There was a mostly white kitten that came out, plus a white and grey, and I knew there was a tabby with white under there somewhere.
Eyelet came over and tried to play with the mostly black kitten. The black kitten did not like that at all!
I also got some short video clips of them, as they got braver and started to come out, even with me standing about 10 feet away.
Once I was at my desktop, I kept looking at that mostly white kitten. I hadn’t seen it by the house before.
Yet, it looked familiar.
So I went looking through my photos from a few days ago. It is confirmed.
That log I put up against the collapsing log building by the fire pit has done its job.
The four kittens that were in there have now moved under the cat house.
From what I can see, it looks like there are six littles under the cat house in total, from two litters. There’s five from two litters in the sun room. That makes eleven littles that have shown up recently.
Then there are the older kittens; the two in the garage, Eyelet, Grommet, Havarti and Sir Robin in the sun room, plus Sprout’s four in the outer yard, making ten older kittens.
The only other litter that I know is still out there is Frank’s babies, born just a few days ago. If they survived. I’m seeing Frank around quite a bit and, so far, I’m not sure if she’s nursing or not. She has been letting me pet her more often lately, but she’s still more semi-feral than socialized. I thought I might have seen some active nips, but she just wouldn’t stay still long enough for me to be sure.
I’m really hoping the large animal rescue can take more kittens, but cats are not their focus. Poirot’s babies are thriving there, but they were already fully socialized, and have no problem with lots of different people, including children, handling them. Feral and semi-feral kittens are not something they are set up for. A horse or a llama or a bunch of beat up chickens, sure, but not unsocialized kittens.
Well, we will do what we can to socialize the newbies, so they at least have a chance to get adopted out. Currently, the most socialized ones are the older sunroom kittens. Sir Robin has his wonky eye and sounds like he has respiratory issues, Eyelet is deaf and Grommet has leaky eyes. Only Havarti has no such issues, and he doesn’t like to be picked up and carried, though he loves pets. Sir Robin would be ideal; he can’t get enough attention from humans! But the chances of a rescue with even minor health problems being adopted are pretty much nil.
It is what it is, and we do the best we can for them. It’s going to be harder once the Cat Lady officially shuts down her rescue.
I’ve never seen anything like it before. I was looking at it with my daughter later on and we were wondering about those yellow things near the tassels. As I was handling it, that widened yellow section snapped right off. The inside was like a sponge. Very odd!
I wasn’t expecting to harvest anything this morning, but I did end up gathering a few things.
There was one ripe Sub Arctic Plenty tomato, plus I saw some Chocolate Cherry tomatoes through the greenery that I went ahead and grabbed. Turned out only one of them was really ripe, but the others will ripen indoors. I could only find a couple of yellow bush beans to harvest.
I went ahead and harvested the largest of the kohlrabi, which all turned out to be purple Vienna. I was smart this time and used the loppers to cut them free, rather than a knife. One of them looks like a giant pine cone or something! I suspect that one will be more woody in texture.
After harvesting the kohlrabi, I decided to weed out the invading mint by harvesting it, too. I’m not sure what I want to do with it yet. I might just make a big pot of fresh mint tea.
Good for the digestion.
We had another rather cold night last night, with the low dropping below 10C/50F. Today’s high is expected to reach only 18C/64F – which is the perfect temperature, to me! It would be good for the garden, too, if it weren’t for the lows.
Over the next few days, things will get warmer, and possibly even reaching above 30C/86F, with lows above 20C/68F. Which will hopefully give the garden a chance to make up for the occasional cold night.
Looking at the long range forecast into September, the lows in the first couple of weeks look like we might be getting frost around the expected average of September 10. If not frost, then some things will at least need to be covered for the night.
I am beginning to suspect we will not only not have the long, mild fall this year I was hoping for, but possibly an early winter. For the past week or so, I’ve started to see more garter snakes on the roads.
They would normally start returning to their dens in September, not August.
Well, if things done get a chance to fully mature this year, I hope to at least be able to do the planned winter sowing, just before the ground freezes, so we can get a head start on next year. If how things worked out this year is any example, this may be the best way to ensure reliable harvests from year to year. We’ll also need to really focus on the raised bed covers, as they get built, so that we can use them to extend our growing season as much as possible.
It’s definitely been a mixed bag with how things are in the garden this year! I’m rather looking forward to after it’s all done, and I start doing my annual garden analysis posts.
The Re-Farmer 