
Friday, September 5, 2014
~Just a Touch of Bohemian~ {Bracelets}

Tuesday, August 12, 2014
~The Pickle Post, Part 1~
- Kosher Dill #1 (From the Blue Book)
- Sweet Pickles (From Reformation Acres)
- Kosher Dill #2 (from the back of the pickle salt bag, lol)
- Hot Pickles (dill with peppers) (from a friend)

Friday, August 8, 2014
~July in the Garden~

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Thursday, July 10, 2014
When it Rains
When you live in Missouri (and in general, the Midwest), you get used to all sorts of weather. Tornadoes, Hurricane Jet Streams, Droughts, Floods, Blizzards, Tornadoes, and more Tornadoes. But I can honestly say that this week, we had a storm like no other.
This is mainly how our entire property looks right now. Lots of small trees down, and large limbs. Luckily there were no larger trees taken down... but it's still a huge mess that will take forever to clean up.
During the storm our entire driveway was under water... this is the morning after the storm.
My Black Russian Sunflowers. I might try to trellis the few that kept their roots in the ground. Some tomato plants right next to these also were bent over, stakes and all. Gotta love the wind shears. ;(
My poor pop corn. It was just starting to grow ears too. Again, if possible, I'll try to trellis it all up, and see what I can save, but there's a lot of roots showing under that mess...
Loofa Squash, yanked off the trellis, and torn to bits by the hail. Everything is looking pretty much like this, smooshed to the ground, with lots of holes. It's going to be a waiting game to see what stays green, and what starts to turn brown. The silver lining is that it all turns to compost eventually, lol. Failures today, make awesome dirt tomorrow. ;) As long as all of my brand new Spruces, and my Pretty Baby Pink Dogwood stay alive, I'll be happy.
Typical summer storm started with some angry sounding clouds, that grumbled on for about an hour, until they twisted into a blacked sky, with more lighting flashes than the forth of July. Then came the rain. Like a fire hydrant in the sky had been opened on top of our house. The storm quickly grew so intense, that we did the, "Check every weather forecast in the planet, this HAS to be a tornado," shuffle.
The radars showed a huge red splotch just over our county, no where else. The red blob twisted, and grew, and shrunk, then spun, and grew again. Rain, Flash, Straight Line Winds, Flash, Hail, Flash Flash, Rain, Hail, Thunder, Flash.
Two hours later, and the storm slowly began to burn itself out. Two hours of intense lighting, rain, and hail. Without a break. That was the crazy part. Storms here are always on the move, they come, and they go. You get slammed, and then you get a break. This one formed over us, and stayed.
Luckily the house seems to be fine, with no major damage that I can find. Everyone made it safely through the storms, including the goat. ;) My garden on the other hand... not a total loss, but there's quite a bit I'm positive we won't be able to save.
This is mainly how our entire property looks right now. Lots of small trees down, and large limbs. Luckily there were no larger trees taken down... but it's still a huge mess that will take forever to clean up.
During the storm our entire driveway was under water... this is the morning after the storm.
My Black Russian Sunflowers. I might try to trellis the few that kept their roots in the ground. Some tomato plants right next to these also were bent over, stakes and all. Gotta love the wind shears. ;(
My poor pop corn. It was just starting to grow ears too. Again, if possible, I'll try to trellis it all up, and see what I can save, but there's a lot of roots showing under that mess...
Loofa Squash, yanked off the trellis, and torn to bits by the hail. Everything is looking pretty much like this, smooshed to the ground, with lots of holes. It's going to be a waiting game to see what stays green, and what starts to turn brown. The silver lining is that it all turns to compost eventually, lol. Failures today, make awesome dirt tomorrow. ;) As long as all of my brand new Spruces, and my Pretty Baby Pink Dogwood stay alive, I'll be happy.
This by far entertains me to no end. The one fallen limb, is holding the other fallen limb in the air. Like someone jammed it in there after the fact. And actually this side of the property had the most damage all together. Another wind shear I'd imagine.
So for the next few weeks it's going to be a lot of picking up sticks, and bonfires for us. You're welcome to stop by, just bring the chainsaw and some marshmallows!
~Emily
Monday, June 30, 2014
All Before 7am
I'm not sure if everyone who lives in the more rural parts of their towns deal with these things... or if it's just me. I get that when you have more animals, and more things going on, that you'll have, in general, more to deal with. But...
So I get up, way too early this morning, which wakes up the dogs. Half a sleep, I shuffle downstairs to feed them, then shuffle back up to make the coffee while they eat.
We have a friendly little bird, who HAS to keep a nest above our basement porch lights, every year. We've tried taking down her nest, and putting other objects up there every year to keep her away... and she won't give up. So we've resorted to keeping a chair under her nest, so babies won't go splat, and we check to make sure they're all safe before we let out the dogs.
As routine dictates, I head out the upstairs door, to check on the baby birds before I let out the dogs... and I see one hopping across the driveway, followed be another one, and another one... "HUN, the babies are hopping all over!" Because, weird, right? He yells back, let them be, maybe they're big enough, and leaves for work.
It's now 5:15 am, and it's dark, and I continue to the basement door. And I see a dead baby on the ground. I walk over it, to get to the door, to grab something to pick it up with... and BAM I walk right into a thick spider web, with a big friggen spider dangling in my face. I'm doing the web dance, while looking for a stick to remove the big spider from my path, batting at him, trying to clear the way, when I look up towards the nest....
And a thick, icky, SNAKE tail waves back at me. (insert all sorts of heart attacks, and skin jumping, and not so nice words here) And I run inside.
My poor dogs had to wait 2 hours for me to gain enough confidence to go back outside to potty them. The snake was gone... but not forgotten. *shivers*
All before 7am. So honestly, this sort of thing is common right? I'm not the only one? No? At least tell me that finding a snake above your head while battling a spider is some sort of good luck right?
Help..... ;)
So I get up, way too early this morning, which wakes up the dogs. Half a sleep, I shuffle downstairs to feed them, then shuffle back up to make the coffee while they eat.
We have a friendly little bird, who HAS to keep a nest above our basement porch lights, every year. We've tried taking down her nest, and putting other objects up there every year to keep her away... and she won't give up. So we've resorted to keeping a chair under her nest, so babies won't go splat, and we check to make sure they're all safe before we let out the dogs.
As routine dictates, I head out the upstairs door, to check on the baby birds before I let out the dogs... and I see one hopping across the driveway, followed be another one, and another one... "HUN, the babies are hopping all over!" Because, weird, right? He yells back, let them be, maybe they're big enough, and leaves for work.
It's now 5:15 am, and it's dark, and I continue to the basement door. And I see a dead baby on the ground. I walk over it, to get to the door, to grab something to pick it up with... and BAM I walk right into a thick spider web, with a big friggen spider dangling in my face. I'm doing the web dance, while looking for a stick to remove the big spider from my path, batting at him, trying to clear the way, when I look up towards the nest....
And a thick, icky, SNAKE tail waves back at me. (insert all sorts of heart attacks, and skin jumping, and not so nice words here) And I run inside.
My poor dogs had to wait 2 hours for me to gain enough confidence to go back outside to potty them. The snake was gone... but not forgotten. *shivers*
All before 7am. So honestly, this sort of thing is common right? I'm not the only one? No? At least tell me that finding a snake above your head while battling a spider is some sort of good luck right?
Help..... ;)
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