Wednesday, May 31, 2023

All in a Day in May

 


Twas almost instant gratification!

The tree hit the ground.

We walked back to the house.

And, voila!  

Our satellite reception had been restored. 

John Kinne, a highly respected local logger, came by in the late afternoon with his pal Hattie (a lovely Border Collie). 

After a few minutes of visiting, he pulled out his chainsaw and accessories, and, in short time, the tree that was blocking our reception fell to the ground.

It's fun to watch people who have sawed a tree or two and to see the confidence and skill they have in falling trees to an exact spot. 

And, so one more fix-it item is almost marked off the list. There's some clean-up involved.  John limbed the tree, and now Bill is using his chainsaw to cut limbs into smaller pieces so they can be hauled away. 

Nice to have the TV reception back, and it was fun visiting with John. 

Yesterday also involved more lawnmowing and replanting areas in the garden where seeds failed to germinate.  

The nice part is that with our unusually early gardening season, there's plenty of time for the new seeds to sprout and to mature for harvesting. 

We may even be harvesting plums in the next few weeks.  I've never seen them appear and grow as fast as they have this year. 

Have I mentioned that this is an amazing year for growing anything edible!

Yum Yum to come!




Little Foster always keeps track of my lawnmowing habits.

He may not be able to see, but for some uncanny reason, he always knows when I'm about to complete an area and turn off the lawnmower. 

Within a minute or so, he's made his way to the mower to greet me and to receive a few loving pats on the back. 

It's nice to know that his blindness has not affected his vigilance. 

My friend Helen sent me this, and I couldn't agree more. 











This time of the year, I always miss the big locust tree which stood next to our house at the place on Great Northern Road---overlooking the septic tank, no less.  

These trees are not only pretty with their spring blossoms, but the sweetness those blossoms add to the air for several days matches that of lilacs. 

And, of course, at our other home, the tree offset any fumes that might be rising from below. 

Along the roadside running past Elton Anderson's farm on Selle Road are several mature locusts, which are blooming this week.  

I almost want to take a chair down there and sit and breath the sweet fragrance of their flowers. 










Bill pounded some metal posts at each corner of my spud and petunia patch yesterday. 

If I don't put some sort of obstruction about the mini-garden, it won't be long until night visitors start helping themselves. 

So, I'll probably purchase some netting to attach to the poles.  

With luck that project will be completed this week. 

Below:  the beginnings of manure pile esthetics.  These pumpkins will soon be providing some attractive cover for the pile. 

Overall, it's been a wonderful month of May, allowing us to complete projects and enjoy the satisfaction of things going reasonably well. 

That doesn't always happen in North Idaho.

So, we are grateful.

Happy Wednesday. 


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