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Still here
Saturday, April 19, 2014 6:59
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We finished tearing up the soil for the garden, by hand. A Maddox and a garden claw can do wonders.
And my cool weather veggies are sprouting. This in itself makes me feel better. Of course it helps that word of Husband's genius has gotten out, and the V-twin guys are starting to show up at the shop. It's still a struggle, but things are looking brighter.
The boys enjoyed their first swim of the season. Of course the water was freezing, and I should know, I went in. There is another small waterfall down stream. husband and I walked down here to bathe. I could lay at the top of the fall, hang my head off the ridge, and wash my hair with abandonment. It was wonderfully awesome. Only words to describe it. I felt so much cleaner in the creak than I have in the tub. Chilly, but blissful.
Miss Buckets even joined in.
Watermelon seeds that were spit out last fall are starting to sprout. As well as many windflowers and wild onion.
I chased sheep around, trying to get a photo of the lamb. Turns out it is a girl.
I still am unable to run, however I did manage to get into a skip without my knee hurting.
This is Pail. She was dumped at the top of our hill. We found her during the coldest part of the winter, and I just couldn't have her freeze to death.
At least she smiles.
That's the extent of what is happening here. Besides I think I am going to change the name of the holler. The garden has taken up most of our time. Once that is in, other things can start.
Oh, and. Husband named the bull calf, Bullbo. (We had a Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit marathon)
Source: http://a-homesteading-neophyte.blogspot.com/2014/04/still-here.html
