Bees,
Bunnies, Battlestar Galactica
If you’re an Office fan you’ll get my headline… In one episode Jim
copies Dwight’s mannerisms and says the phrase "Bears, Beets, Battlestar Galactica.” And it’s
hilarious. If you’re not an Office fan, well I am not sure we can be friends.
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| We're busy, but luckily we have this super smart pig to help us with our chores. I'm totally kidding, but he's so cute. |
The last few months have been
really busy. The garden and chicken coop were really time
consuming.
But it was
well worth it. We ate so many fresh veggies and canned some soup and salsa.
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| So much produce! |
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| Luckily he knows what to do! |
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| Peeled tomatoes |
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| Soup |
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| They all sealed. Whew! |
The chickies are living the dream.
Vegetable scraps and sunflower seeds galore. Hopefully, we’ll get some eggs in
return soon.
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| We want eggs! |
On the flip side we had a bee
problem. Actually I think they were wasps. (I’m not changing my headline so
picture crazy waspy bees with black bodies and mean eyes.) Michael was trimming
some trees down by the mailbox and all of a sudden he was getting attacked by aggressive
stinging insects.
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| Look at that ankle! |
We got spray, but it wasn’t good
enough. Michael wanted to purchase a blow torch. But we worked together to get
the nest down. I was the driver, Michael had a hoe. I drove passed the nest
slowly and he swung at it. It was petrifying. I felt like we were part of the
mafia. But we got them, and walking down the driveway is safe again.
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| I have a video of this drive by, but I'm not techy enough to embed. |
The other big news is we gave the
bunnies away. In a month, I realized I was not a bunny person. But the people who
rehomed the bunnies LOVE bunnies. They already have plans for a better set up
than we had. I am very happy for them. They were so cute, but a lot more time consuming
than I realized. I’ve learned to do a little research before I fall in love
with fluffy animals. Goodbye Salt and Pepa. You gave us a few laughs, but
mostly just a lot of poop.
My back porch looks clean again. I’m
ready to decorate it for fall. I planted some mums, and we found a surprise
pumpkin on the property. I’ll slowly start getting some fodder and scarecrows
out. Maybe when it’s not 95 degrees.
Trying to decide if we should plant
a fall/winter garden…maybe with some beets. Ha!




















A breezy read on the good life, what the gentleman (gentlewoman) farmer must have enjoyed in 1960s.
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