Time for Radish Sandwiches
Okay okay. The garden is almost all in. Raised beds should, hopefully, be easier to maintain than the 1/4 acre that’s fallow right now. I’ll be using that as a Second Tier compost location. Between the chicken coops, raking out the sheep shelters, and the suint bath runoff, we should beef that soil up pretty well. Throw a cover crop out there, something like buckwheat, and till it under and we’ll be good for fall.
Today, Teaben’s fleece came out of the suint bath and Sammy’s went in. Took a lot of water to rinse him out. Boy oh boy what a grubby little feller he was. This time I gave him a soapy rinse and a vinegar rinse too. Teaben’s dryin’ on the back deck as I write.
Dan’s comin down the hill to bushhog a patch of our front yard. Our tractor needs a solenoid, and til then, we are living with giant weeds. Dog fennel from last year looks like we have a yard of reeds. I’m just getting ol’ and tarrd, I guess. Used to think nothing of digging out a field. Now, For Get It, as Curly Lumpkin would say.
And, that is all. I love you in the morning!