The morning so far, and last rhubarb harvest

I was going to simply say “the morning,” until I realized it’s not even 10am yet. 😄

We had the crock pot going all night, making food for the outside cats. I was up early to take the bones out and finish making the “cat soup”, so it had more time to cool down at least a bit before it was time to feed the kitties.

They really miss their kibble! Even the inside cats. You’d think they would find having all wet cat food would be a real treat for a change, but no. They keep begging for kibble!

I’ve heard from my brother this morning. They’ll be able to go into the nearest town to switch the insurance, so we can drive their vehicle legally. That’ll take a couple of hours so, once I get the word, I’ll be making a trip to pick up kibble. Which is good, because we’re almost out of the meaty bones we’ve been using to make the cat soup base for the outside cats. Doing this has certainly made more room in the chest freezer!

The yard cats still seem a bit perplexed about the cat soup they’ve been getting. They’re eating it, but they don’t prefer it. Except the really feral ones. The ferals will scarf down anything.

I did leave a bowl of food in the garage for the secret kitties, just in case. I have no idea where the mama moved then, but she still comes back to the garage – that’s her “home”, it seems – and I’m hoping her kittens are old enough to come out on their own and go back to a familiar place. Or, better yet, discover the inner yard, and all the things in there for the kitties.

I did see three of the four other feral kittens this morning. Colby is definitely the bravest of the bunch.

I love that first picture! I caught him in a yawn (just guessing he’s a he, because gingers are more likely to be male). He watched me from the tree and let me come pretty close. Later, I saw him going into the isolation shelter, where there was still some food left in the bowls in there.

I was able to get a surprisingly good picture of his torie sister. I had to zoom in from quite a distance.

As far away as I was, she still wasn’t comfortable with me being there, and ran off soon after.

The calico was even harder to spot, once she was done eating.

While I was slowly trying to get close to her brother in the willow, I heard a bit of a rustle and realized I was being watched through the vines.

Once again, I had to zoom right in.

I might have seen the white and grey, but I’m not sure. We have several really small adult white and greys, and this kitten is almost as big as they are. When they’re running around all over, it can be very hard to tell who I’m looking at.

After the kitties were fed, I did my morning rounds. I did not need to do any watering today, so they didn’t take too long. I did pick some sugar snap peas this morning, but it wasn’t really enough even for a day’s meal.

So I ate them for breakfast.

I thought there would be raspberries to harvest, but not really. There are lots of red berries, but they’re not “ripe”. Between the heat and the lack of rain, the berries don’t have a lot of moisture in them, so they aren’t letting go when I try to pick them, unless they’re almost over ripe. I’ve been trying to water the patch when I can, but it would need me to set up a sprinkler for an hour, every few days, to make up for the lack of rain this year. So I’ve been snacking on a few raspberries in the morning, but there really isn’t enough to do an actual harvest.

While checking on the eggplants, looking for flowers, I found this.

A little volunteer tomato!

Give the location, I would guess it is a Black Cherry tomato, as that’s what was growing here, last year. No chance of it reaching maturity, this late in the season, but I’ll leave it be. If the eggplant seems to be covering it too much, I might transplant it to where it can get more light, but that’s about it.

I did find some eggplant flowers, on another plant.

They were set back quite a bit by that one cold night last month, so it’s good to see them recovering. Hard to say if they still have enough season to produce eggplants to full maturity, though. If we get a long and mild fall, they might have a chance.

Before heading inside, I did one last harvest of rhubarb. I’ve been leaving them without harvesting for quite a while, giving them plenty of time to recover from the previous harvest. After today, they will be left to recover and store their energy to survive the winter.

I trimmed the leaves and ends outside and took advantage of their huge leaves, using them as a mulch around where my daughter’s surviving double daffodils are trying to grow. Just one cluster has emerged, and they’re not doing well. We certainly won’t be getting any flowers from them this year, but if they can last long enough, hopefully their bulbs will have enough energy stored to grow and bloom next year.

Once the rhubarb was trimmed outside, they got a thorough washing inside before being cut up.

I now have a big bowl of these in the fridge. What doesn’t get used for baking or whatever today will be put into the freezer.

And that’s my morning so far! Considering how early I was up this morning, it already feels like it’s been a long day.

Hopefully, this afternoon, we’ll finally have plenty of kibble for the cats for the rest of the month! They will certainly be happy about that.

Who knew that they would prefer dry, crunchy kibble over canned or home made, meaty food like that?

The Re-Farmer

Morning kitties, and peaking rhubarb

We’re ever so slightly starting to warm up this morning. The high is supposed to be fairly decent, but we’re supposed to drop below freezing overnight again. I don’t know if we got snow last night, but we did get enough rain to almost fill the rain barrel by the sun room. It was down to about 1/3 full after I used what was there to water winter sown garden beds, and now it’s just a few inches from the top. So that’s a good sign. Once it’s warmed up more, I’ll use it to water the covered garden bed, since it would not have gotten any rain.

The kitties were out in full force this morning, though I counted “only” 25 this morning. Not counting the bebbehs.

When Caramel is out, these two just quietly curl up together and sleep. This cat bed is almost directly under the heat bulb, so they would be nice and cozy.

Their sibling with Brussel’s older two, however is a lot more active!

Click through the slide show for a series of short videos.

She can’t quite keep up with her cousins, but she sure is trying!

I had a whole bunch of cats following me and trying to trip me up after they were fed and I continued my morning rounds. Judgement is not much of a surprise, but even Patience was getting under my feet, and he’s not normally willing to get that close. I did have to do a bit of straightening out of the mesh over the chain link fence garden bed, showing that at least one cat was laying down on a section of it. They seem to gravitate towards the overlapping sections of mesh, too.

For some time now, I’ve been watching there the rhubarb is, partly to avoid stepping on it when I got into the old kitchen garden from the north side. Tiny hints of red have been poking through. This morning, they were quite a bit larger. They much have liked the rain we got!

We’ll need to prune back the ornamental crabapple trees that are shading them. Especially the patch and the north corner of the garden. Honestly, I’d love to get rid of those trees completely and replace them with something that produces edible food for humans, and doesn’t shade out the things we’re trying to grow there. They tiny crabapples they produce, which are about the size of big blueberries, do provide food for the grosbeaks in winter, though. Plus, they can be cross pollinators for the Liberty apple tree we planted nearby. So I guess we’re stuck with at least one of them. If we can keep up with the pruning, though, they should be less problematic. It always surprises me when I cut away one branch, only do discover a whole section of dead branches were hidden inside. That’s one thing about any fruit trees we will be planting. They will be pruned! I want to try espalier as well. I know my dad used to prune the trees when he was able, but my mother would just shove things into the ground and leave them. Then wonder why other things would start dying off… Ah, well. It is what it is! They certainly are pretty trees. During my last visit with my mother, I was showing her pictures of the garden and trying to explain the cover on the bed in the old kitchen garden. When I told her it was the same idea as her cold frames, she seemed to start grasping it. Then she asked about the pink rose bush. I told her how, when we first moved there, it was just a couple of stems and dying – until we pruned the ornamental crab apple tree because it and it finally started to get light again! I didn’t have any good photos to show her, but she was happy to hear it is doing well now. It took years for us to get it to the point where it could actually bloom and we saw it was a pink rose bush! Unlike the Cherokee rose, which turns out to be invasive and is trying to take over the garden. They’re beautiful, too, but it’s going to take work to keep them under control, that’s for sure!

At some point, I will want to transplant that rhubarb into a fresh area. Since we will be planting asparagus where the black tarp has been for the past couple of years, that might be a good area to plant the rhubarb, too. It could be the beginnings of a perennial garden.

If we can keep those elm tree roots from choking everything out. Those elms have got to go!

All in good time.

The Re-Farmer

Our 2024 Garden: first harvest!

Yes, it’s still May, but I did our first harvest this morning!

The rhubarb in the south corner of the old kitchen garden is doing very well. I harvested a bunch, which should open things up and give the other stalks more room to grow. I have no idea what we will do with it. Maybe we have the ingredients for the rhubarb cake my daughter likes to make.

Today is turned out to be an off day. Since I did a dump run and a Walmart trip, it should have been a recovery day. Instead, I woke up stiff and sore in every joint. This, on top of a mostly sleepless night. I couldn’t get myself to bed until well past 1am; I knew trying to go to bed earlier would just be an exercise in frustration. Then, once I did finally get to bed, several cats suddenly got the zoomies, and were chasing each other around the house. That, of course, included running right over me in bed, as well as getting into placed they are not allowed.

Still, I should not have been waking up in so much pain, and just sooooo sleepy.

Then I checked the weather and realized why.

The rain we weren’t supposed to get until Friday arrived early. Just scattered showers, but still cloudy and dreary out there. Depending on which weather app I check, we’ll either get a bit of rain today, none tomorrow, then rain on Friday – or we will be getting scattered showers tomorrow as well.

This sort of weather has always made me feel sleepy. Even when I was a kid, it had that affect on me. Then I developed osteo-arthritis, and this sort of weather triggers it, badly. Everything hurts. Not severely, but enough to make moving around rather unpleasant, to say the least!

Things are supposed to clear up and warm up a bit, later, so I think I’ll take some painkillers and try lying down for a couple of hours – if I can squeeze in amongst the cats, that seem to be worn out from all their running around last night, and are now sprawled across my bed!

I can’t afford too many days like this. There is too much work to do outside!

The Re-Farmer

Our 2024 Garden: cat damage and garlic

While we no longer have cat food bowls in the sunroom, we do still allow them in, and I keep an eye on things through the critter cam.

I checked it shortly before heading out this morning, and had an unpleasant surprise. The extra board we put over the cat cage was on the floor. From what I could see, so was at least one of the bins.

I rushed out to see what could be salvaged and didn’t stop to take any before pictures. Thankfully, it was just the one bin on the floor – the one with only two pots with the Crespo squash in it. There was a tray that had a couple of pots knocked over, but the damage was nowhere near as bad as I feared.

The Crespo squash that has a pot to itself had a bent stem. I was able to use a couple of sticks and some plant wires to make a splint around it. I think it will survive. We’ve had one with worse damage last year that survived.

The cats did not actually damage the plants directly. The problem is that we have to keep one of the sawhorses holding the table at an angle. The board is there to cover the cat cage, but also gives them a ledge they can lie on, and not try to squeeze in between the trays and bins. One of the heavier cats must have jumped up onto the corner of the board that doesn’t have the sawhorse under it, and knocked the whole thing off. As it fell, it took the one bin down with it, but only jarred another tray, knocking over a couple of pots. One squash and it soil was almost completely out of it’s pot. Hopefully, it will survive being put back. A peat pot had a piece broken off and lost a bit of soil, but is otherwise fine. I will find a plastic pot of an appropriate size and pop the whole thing in, to hold it together. A couple of other pots are broken above the soil line, so they should be okay. It could have been a lot worse! I rearranged a few things so that, if the board gets knocked off again, it won’t take any trays with it.

Once that was fixed up, I did my morning rounds and checked the garden beds. The garlic continues their growth spurt!

I can see gaps in some places, particularly in the larger rectangular bed, that shows some cloves didn’t survive the winter, but most of them have made it.

The walking onions in front of the tiny raised bed are looking really strong and healthy. This is the second year for the bulbils I’d planted there. They produced their own bulbils that are just resting on the ground; we didn’t try to plant them, and are letting nature take its course with those. The only thing is to keep them from spreading into where my daughter had planted some irises, though we don’t know if they’ve actually survived. We’ve seen some try to grow, then disappear. It would seem they didn’t make it, but we do have those tulip bulbs that we thought had died, suddenly emerge this year, so it’s possible they survived, too!

The rhubarb in the south corner is also getting pretty big. Those ones always do better than the ones at the north corner. One of these years, we should transplant the lot of them, away from those apple trees, so they have better growing conditions. We typically get just one decent harvest per season, out of them.

By the time I was finishing up my morning rounds, my daughter was outside and starting on our project for the day, but that will be for my next post!

The Re-Farmer

Pink blep, and new growth

Things are warmed up nicely, so I’ll be heading out to work in the garden soon, but first I wanted to share this, from last night.

Would you look at this adorable boy?

You can see the mix of orange and grey fur that, in some lights, make Pinky’s fur look pink! He was eating like he was starving. He’s among the cats that don’t hang around quite as much anymore, and I suspect that by the time he does show up, most of the kibble is gone.

I am now sure about how adding the lysine powder to their kibble is working. There is, of course, no way to control the dose. Gooby (in the background) does actually seem to be less gooby. Of all the outside cats, he was the one that had the stuffiest nose and… well… there’s a reason he’s named Gooby! The other cats were never quite as bad, but some had issues with leaky eyes. As you can see, Pinky’s eye is leaking a bit, but it doesn’t look like he’s got problems with it. So… I guess it’s working? Talking to the Cat Lady about it, she says they would likely be worse without it. These respiratory issues are a major problem with all the outdoor cats in our province. We actually don’t have it as bad, simply because of the distance between other farm colonies. Not as much opportunity for cross contamination.

While doing my rounds, I also set up and prepared to work on the old kitchen garden, and also did a bit of clean up. Look what I found!

In cleaning out the retaining wall blocks, I uncovered quite a lot of chives that were completely hidden by last year’s detritus. The rhubarb in the photo is from the patch next to the chives and were easily visible. The patch at the opposite corner was completely covered, but when I raked up last year’s dead litter, I found there is a whole lot more coming up there!

I also cleaned up where the 50+ year old asparagus is, but there’s no sign of anything there yet. Very few spread show up when they do, and we just leave them to grow into ferns. Nearby is a patch of some kind of lily, which is showing little green leaf tips. Unfortunately, the invasive periwinkle looks like it’s already growing! I’m going to try and pull some of that up, so it doesn’t choke out everything else. I know we’ve lost this battle, but I want to at least keep them somewhat at bay.

I’ve received the last of my shipping confirmations. Our package of raspberries are still listed with May 8 as the expected delivery date, while both the trees and the potatoes are expected to arrive on May 9. Since these will be labeled as live plants on the packaging, I will not be surprised if they arrive by the end of this week. The post office does seem to prioritize living things for delivery! Either way, we need to be ready for them.

For now, though, I need to de-cat myself, head outside, and get some work done!

Sorry, Freya. I need to get up!

The Re-Farmer

Our 2021 garden: more critter carnage

I went out to do the evening watering this evening, after trying to wait until things cooled down. When we were still above 30C/86F by 7:30pm, I headed out anyway, so I could be done before dark.

I started in the old kitchen garden, and this should have been my first warning.

When I had gone out earlier to apply the spray repellent, I made a point of spraying the edges of the beds and into the paths, where it would not be washed away by watering as quickly.

Nutmeg is sprawled right on top of where I’d sprayed. Clearly, he is not the least bit bothered by the repellent!

If you look to the bed on the right, you can see the stems of our nibbled on carrots. They were like that this morning, before I did the spraying. In fact, they were why I made a point os going out to apply the repellent when we were nearly at the hotted part of the day!

Meanwhile…

As I was finishing up in the old kitchen garden, I picked our first rhubarb of the season.

We could have picked rhubarb long ago, but we were thinking to do a crumple or a crisp with them, and no one wants to bake in this heat. However, I had other reasons to pick them.

We planted poppies in the new bed next to one of the rhubarb bunches. The only seeds that germinated are all near the rhubarb. While I was trying to weed them, I discovered there was more than we thought.

The rhubarb leaves were covering them, and preventing them from getting any sunlight.

So I uncovered them by picking rhubarb. :-D We’ll see if they recover, now that they are getting light.

After I was done watering the more southerly beds, I headed over to the main garden beds and started watering. When I had been there earlier, spraying around the carrot bed, I was noticing that they looked to be recovering quite well, with lots of new fronds. I made sure to spray a wide swath all around them, on them, and even on the wire mesh cover.

As you can probably imagine, I was must unhappy when I came back to this.

The entire bed is once again decimated. All of it, from end to end. Apparently, when I sprayed the repellent, all I did was season the fronds for the woodchuck!

I am so frustrated!!

I’ll be taking the wire mesh cover off. All it’s really doing is preventing me from weeding. Though I suppose there’s no point in weeding it anymore. I will, anyhow, but the chances of the carrots recovering just dropped substantially. We knew it couldn’t stop a woodchuck, but I thought it might not want to be under something, and potentially trapped, and at least the carrots in the middle would be ignored. Nope. Apparently, this furry beast had no problem being under a wire net for so long!

This was not our only loss.

The greedy guts even eat the mystery squash seedlings in the old compost heap!

Obviously, I hadn’t sprayed the compost heap, but still… they weren’t exactly easy access in there, and were surrounded by all sorts of things the woodchuck never tries to eat, like the self-seeded raspberries that are also growing out of the pile.

I was really hoping to find out if they were from last year’s pumpkins.

Thankfully, nothing else was nibbled on, but this is damage enough!!

The Re-Farmer