Grumble, grumble, grumble.
As I finally sit down to write a post, mainly spurred by two new house events (Scott put the silt fencing up yesterday and he’s currently in the basement cutting concrete, which is a little worrisome), it is 71 degrees outside at 2 pm. In case you’re losing track of time (like I am, some days), today’s date is JULY 25th. That’s right, JULY. (yes, I am shouting). Because this weather, while independently awesome and perfect, is totally messing up my garden. Grumble, grumble, grumble.
So much to share in the past almost-two months. I will tackle this by category: Dogs, Garden, House. How have you all been? We’re good. Really.
The Dogs
As you may remember, since my Cinnamon girl crossed the bridge last September, I’ve been angling for a third dog. You know, trolling Facebook and the various Chow rescue group postings, showing Scott pictures, etc. Imagine my surprise when I showed him a couple of pictures and gave him the back story for two chows in rural Illinois, just a few hours away, when he said “should we go do something about it?”. Um, WHAT?
Fast-Forward about 24 hours from that initial moment of disbelief and we suddenly doubled our pack. That’s right, 4 dogs.
Say hello to Mocha and Truffles.
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Mocha aka Momma Bear
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Truffles aka Baby Bear
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Another Mocha
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Mocha with her Summer Cut
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Another Truffles
Mocha is a purebred Chow Chow, about 8 years old or maybe a little more. She had a litter of puppies about 3 years ago, and we have Truffles. He is our fist boy! Baby-daddy must have been a black lab, because this guy is so happy, so affectionate, a total love-bug, a power chewer (you lab folks know what I’m talking about!), and very eager to please (read: trainable!!). How exciting, given our last training experience with Miss Nutmeg (You want me to sit? Nope, not happening).
Both were outside pups, so we had to go through all the vaccinations, lots of grooming, and of course, they’re not house-broken. Say hello to my little friend. Not a day goes by where I’m not cleaning up dog pee. Not a day.
They’re also both heart-worm positive. Mocha is very severely affected, Truffles is mildly affected. They start their shots next week on Wednesday, so please send loads of happy thoughts for Miss Mocha, she is very high risk for complications (aka stroke, heart-attack, death).
Nutmeg is displeased with the new additions, as her role as Alpha-Female has been challenged. Pepper, on the other hand, is in love with the Boy, so she couldn’t be happier (though she could do without Mocha, she gets jealous). Thanks to her, I’m getting some new throw pillows for one of the couches!
Sidebar: Scott has rented a jack hammer and is now tearing up the basement floor. Dislike. The dogs, thankfully, are nonplussed. Meanwhile, my ears are ringing.
The Garden
What a huge disappointment! We have had the most atypical spring and summer, and the impact on everything is shocking. It has rained so much, that since my last post, I have watered my garden exactly 3 times. The leaf rot is out of control, the blossom rot is out of control, and the tomatoes are still green. We have had such cool weather, too. We even had a Polar Vortex in July, the temps dropped to the low-mid 50’s overnight, 60’s in the day. Here in the Chicago area, we’re supposed to be in the 80’s and 90’s. (Don’t get me wrong, I prefer the cooler temps, but this is hugely problematic for the garden).
Having said all that, we did get quite a few radishes, beans, and peas, though the peas are dying off at the moment. The eggplant are producing flowers, but they die, too, so no eggplants, it’s just too cold. Well, that’s not entirely accurate, I’m whining about the awesome Black Beauty variety I planted last year. I did spring for two eggplant plants from the garden place, and those each have an eggplant but they’re a Japanese variety, so they’re small. We had lettuce for about 3 weeks once it finally grew. Beets and carrots, thanks to the evil squirrels, were all dug up at seed-time (both times) so there are less than a dozen of each to harvest. (No you pests, there are no walnuts in this bed. Stop looking!).
Oh and shallots, well, those did great for us. Onions by seed, not so much. The red onions I planted by starter sets grew nicely, but since I planted beans next to them, I quickly learned about the concept of companion planting and lost about 8 onions due to bean overgrowth. I have harvested potatoes, but not nearly as many as I had anticipated, given that I planted 24 square feet of potatoes. Zucchini has been decent, but we’re getting one squash for about 10+ blossoms due to the rot. I have had one yellow squash make it, many have just rotted off. We have 3 baby butternut squash growing, so I’m hoping they make it. Cukes, well, they’re slow to show up as well, so if I make any pickles this year, it will be very small batches. New to the mix are peppers, and we have jalapeños galore, a few pepperonis, and gorgeous banana peppers from our neighbors, Suzanne and Rich. Scott tried a pickling recipe with those, and wow, so good. This is coming from a gal who isn’t a pepper person. Perhaps that will change!
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The Garden – Yes, it’s bigger!
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Lettuce/Spinach/Arugula Bed with Squash and Pepper Beds in the Background
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Potatoes
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The Handiwork of Squirrels: No Beets or Carrots
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Peas + Potatoes
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Tomatoes: Still Gorgeous
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Fast Forward: Squash in the Back, Peppers on the Right
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Eggplants + Brussels Sprouts
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Potatoes and Shallots
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Peas + Potatoes
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Tomatoes: Removed Lower Leaves
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Potatoes + Peas
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Tomatoes, Strawberries, Peppers
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Ugly Tomatoes
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Eggplants
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Radishes + Carrots/Beets
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Brussels Sprouts: Too Buggy to Harvest
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Potato Flowers
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Spuds!
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Peppers and Cukes
NO FRUIT
One of the weirdest things to happen this year is the total absence of fruit. I am talking no fruit. None. Zilch. Only at the grocery store and farmers’ markets. We had that horrible winter, and clearly it has taken its toll. There were cherry blossoms, then cherries, then they all rotted off. Same with the plums: saw a few, then they rotted off. There are no apples or pears on most trees. We had a few black raspberries, but just a few. By the time I was remotely interested in harvesting any, they were all gone. What a bust. The only positive here is that I won’t be baking as much, which is good because I’m not running these days. Whoops…in uploading my photos, I did find the strawberries. We harvested about 10 in our new bed. Aren’t they pretty!
The House
Ugh. We have our permit, but we have lost our minds. It looks like we are living our very own version of “The Money Pit”. (If you’re not familiar with that movie, it’s a 1986 Tom Hanks and Shelly Long movie about, well, their house being an endless source of repairs and expenses. Hello!). The bids came in 3 times what we were prepared to spend. When you’re talking all those zeros, that’s a deal breaker. Hence, Scott is in the basement breaking up the floor with a concrete saw and jack hammer. Hence, Scott purchased and put up the silt fencing. Hence, this just became a 20 year project. No seriously. We should be happy, but we feel like we’ve been sucker-punched. Not at all what we were prepared for. I can’t wait for it to be over, and we’re only just getting started.
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Stairs: Getting Torn Up
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Scott’s Workspace
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Scott Ready to Start
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Scott’s First Cut