I went Japanese Beetle hunting again and got a pretty good haul. They're still coming out of the ground. I catch most of them on the tall grass at the edge of the field.
I'd like to think that I'm getting those before they damage anything.
Hunting JBs is on my list of things to do, every day...
I dug 56 heads of garlic out of the first garlic bed today. They're drying on the front porch right now.
Tomorrow, I'll dig the multiplier onions. The plants are saying they're done, so I need to dig them. I'm going to run out of room on my drying rack on the porch. I have another bed of garlic...
I will not use OFF on my skin. Or sunblock, for that matter. I wear a loose fitting long-sleeved crew neck T-shirt, and a wide brimmed hat with a bug net over it.
I get bitten on occasion, like on the back of my hand today, by a deer fly. I'd like to try the vanilla essential oil suggestion...
I dug one bed of garlic and laid it out to dry on the porch.
I planted a row of beans.
I planted a patch of buckwheat. I plan to plant buckwheat on empty places to help keep down the weeds. And if it has time to flower, the bees can enjoy it.
We're going to have brats on the grill. Dessert will be ice cream, nothing special. Just the two of us, with the dog.
I need to make more dog cookies. But maybe not until the temp is supposed to be under 90° with high humidity.
Thank you for kind thoughts.
Car stuff's been overwhelming;
Too much going on.
We will get through it,
We will find another car,
And this too shall pass.
Do you know what breed they are?
Your story makes me more sure that we don't need any more than two hives. We got our first harvest just this past weekend. Monday was the first day we extracted honey, and with a hand crank extractor, that was a workout. And a lot of set up and a lot of clean...
To end a nice day,
Hit a deer, totaled the car.
We both walked away.
Claims are a big pain;
Have to find another car;
I hate car shopping.
This all really sucks.
But the important thing is:
We both walked away.
Monday our dog sinned and lost her Frisbee game privileges. She ran off for an hour; we yelled ourselves hoarse and got a lot of bug bites as we looked for her.
She came back. We can't take that chance again. Makes me sad to think she won't be chasing frisbees and making those spectacular...