Thursday, May 21, 2015

Thankful In All Things

Today is a cool, cloudy, windy day. I am so thankful for clouds. I am so thankful today to have so many flowers to look at and to smell their sweet flower smell. I never knew hydrangeas even had a smell until I walked out to take pictures of them. I know you can't tell but these flowers are as big as dinner plates. They are just growing and growing.

I can't ever get them in one shot. I have always wanted to grow hydrangeas. I hate to think of how many I murdered through the years. Why they like this particular place I don't know. I think though, it is because Ron took over the care and feeding of them. They never grew until he started taking care of them. He feeds them every Sunday evening. We also never trim them. Never. I will remove the blossoms in the fall. That is that though. This year we never has a frost. I think that has something to do with it.

I just had to show you a picture of these beautiful tomato plants. I think they really like it here, protected from the harsh elements out in the pasture. They are also protected from the wind. We have had a lot of wind this May. Well a lot for here.

These are the peppers. You can't really tell but they are so tall too. We picked our first peppers last night.
I am enjoying this year gardening. Well so far. There are just enough.

I know this is my header picture but I had to tell you about it. I was taking pictures this morning and it is cold and windy. It is too cold for these little bees to be out. I think they must have got stranded out here on the sunflower. It wasn't this cold or blowy earlier. Then as the sun came up the temperature dropped and the little orchard bees ended up here. I have never seen orchard bees so still before. Never two together either.
As soon as it gets a bit warmer, I am sure they will be on their little merry way. 

This is such an easy day to be thankful. I love it when there are days when all around me are gifts of life. I love seeing the colors and the smells and the wonderful cool mornings. I hope you have a lovely day too.

“When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.”
― Helen Keller

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Twaddle Tuesday

This sunflower is a volunteer. I am so glad I have a few that have managed to live in the dry pasture. Even though we have had a few days of rain.

 Today's twaddle will consist of the obsession I have right now with making jam. I guess I should show you my pantry.

This was yesterdays batch. I had so many to pick and then to make them in this and of course clean up the huge mess I always seem to make.

My pantry is a little wasted space place that was under the stairs. When we were building the house, I asked the builder if he would just turn this place into a extra place for me to store food. It is one of my favorite places. I feel like a miser every time I look in here. My work in jars.

The plums are starting to get ripe. When our grandsons were here, they ate so many of these plums. Even though they weren't ripe, they ate them anyway. They love plums. The apricots aren't ripe either but they ate those too.

The apricots are few, but they are very nice. Not enough to make jam.

I have these lovely little tomatoes. I haven't ever had tomatoes this early. This year, I have been putting manure tea on them. Ron put some magnesium this weekend. I think they like the manure tea the best.
I am going to keep giving that so than on my shelf in my pantry I can fill the top shelf with spaghetti sauce.

Behind the sunflower you can see how very dry the pasture is and how brown. At least the trees are green.
One thing about all of those cottonwoods that we planted is that they are pretty drought tolerant.
We had enough rain this last week that Ron was able to disk it and get rid of the weeds. So now it looks nice and fluffy. Though it isn't. It will be okay though for now.

It has been the most beautiful May. I really can't complain.
Have a wonderful week,

“The most pathetic person in the world is some one who has sight but no vision.”
― Helen Keller
( I have read the stories of Helen Keller and one of my favorite books was Helen Keller's Teacher. By Annie Sullivan. Miss Keller continues to be one of the biggest examples of courage in my life. Then when I lost my sight so briefly, I understood her words in a brand new way.)

Friday, May 15, 2015

A Busy Weekend

Grandma and Grandpa will be taking care of  our grandsons this weekend. In a couple of hours, the house will be filled with boys. Me and Sasha will be out numbered. Mom and Dad are celebrating their anniversary this weekend. I bought a new basketball. Maybe a few games of  HORSE. Elliot bought a new soccer ball. I originally thought we would be swimming, as it has been so warm.

Not this weekend, we are having the most wonderful rain. It is just lovely. The last time it rained here was February 22. It is really rare for us to get rain this late in the season, not to mention snow.

  I told you about the house next door selling. The man who bought it is our neighbor behind us. Which I suppose is good. He plans on turning the house into a rental. The back part of the land he is going to put in a huge shop for his race cars. He already has a huge shop on his property with his house is located.
He has owned it less than 48 hours. He has ripped out all of the fences, started taking down the metal horse pens and I imagine by the next weekend most of every thing will be gone. It takes my breath away.

I ended up with 41 jars of jam. I need to make double that as fast as they are going through the jars. I do enjoy making jam.
boysenberry and strawberry and triple berry.

I finally finished this little mat. It should have been finished weeks ago. It is just that life interrupting that goes on and keeps my creativity at bay. It is finished now, and I need to get busy binding rugs. 

I hope you have a lovely weekend.
"Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies".
Mother Teresa

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Working on Wednesday

When I woke this morning, I couldn't remember what day it was or even where I was. Do you ever do that? I haven't in a long time. On Monday, when I went out to take care of my chickens. I noticed that I had ripe berries. I thought there couldn't be any more that a cup or so.

I ended up picking this many. I had enough for one batch of jam. So instead of cleaning house like normal. I made colossal mess in my kitchen and it was fun. Even though, I had to really mop and clean up afterwords. I kept thinking one of the nicest smells in the world is ripe dusty berries on a spring morning. The sound of the birds. Except I was being scolded by the mockingbirds and the bluejays . They were not happy with me picking their berries. Even a couple of parrots flew in and scolded because they wanted the sunflowers and I was too close. Nothing like picking berries shouts to me that summer is on its way.

I made 10 jars and when I went to the store to get more sugar and lids. ( I used all of what I had.)
They had the nicest strawberries and blueberries. So I bought some and today I am going to make jam out of those. Maybe some triple berry too, after I pick boysenberries this morning.

We have a storm dropping down to us from the Gulf of Alaska. I do love weather. I am enjoying every single bit. The weather man said though, that when California gets storms this time of year, they cause the mid west to explode with tornadoes, thunder and lighting and all of that. My sister, got 12 inches of rain from the last storm. The parks have waterfalls and rushing rivers. I always feel bad about that.

I need to resume with my hook and needle soon. I haven't picked them up in so long. I am starting to get that antsy feeling when I haven't sewed much.

Well off to rustle up canning jars and get them in the dishwasher before I got outside to take care of chickens and pick berries. I love mornings in May.

Happy Wednesday!

“You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,
Love like you'll never be hurt,
Sing like there's nobody listening,
And live like it's heaven on earth.”
― William W. Purkey