Oof, we made it to July.
Holy moly it’s hot!
We’re in the midst of a heatwave as I write this…though, by the time I hit publish, it should have broken.
It’s been waaaay too hot!
Like beyond what we normally get in July, hot.
And we’re dry.
Drought conditions again.
I got my 1st cut of hay 1/2 done.
Baled and put up in the garage.
Got the rest of 1st cut to do this week, and then we start rain dancing for reals…again.
So that hopefully I can pull a 2nd cut.
I’m hoping out Hay Guy has been having an excellent harvest.
I haven’t heard from him, and with him, no news is good news.
It’s when he texts a month early and says “you guys need hay this year?” that I lose my mind.
He knows we need hay, he knows how much hay we need, and I never consider adding a new hay eater without checking to see if I can get more from him.
I’m still Dreaming of sheep.
But I’m also hoping that the price doesn’t go up again this year.
I will understand if it does, and I won’t bitch, but I’m hoping it doesn’t…
In other news…
Pinto beans got a replanting today.
They were very sparse coming up and I’m pretty sure it was due to lack of watering.
So new round planted, and new sprinkler hooked up to cover more of the garden in one watering…I hate moving the sprinkler. 😂😂😂 It’s such a pain in the butt.
But, if we want a whole lotta beans for the shelves, I have to suck it up and move the sprinkler when watering.
Greens are in need of thinning.
Radishes are growing gangbusters.
Lookin’ like I might have to make a huge batch of potato salad to nom nom nom on next week.
That aside, garden is getting weeded, watered and mulched on the daily.
Goose babies are gobbling down every weed I give them.
Turkeys are wandering the yard, sadly calling anyone to bring them a pail of weeds…because The Food Lady is mean and won’t let them into the garden.
*insert sad turkey face here*
Our first muscovy ducklings have hatched.
Somehow we ended up with a house duckling…
Well, it was because it was +38*c and baby came out into the heat and wilted.
All the others with MamaDuck were beetling around doing great, but this one wasn’t.
So, I brought baby inside…I like to give life a chance before culling.
And as I write this, I hear that duckling chirping up a storm, trying to convince my Kid that it has to sit in her lap and no where else.
Babies tend to get spoiled here.
And just for knowledge’s sake…in case you ever wanted to know, broody turkeys stink.
Stinky, stinky, stinky.
I thought maybe it was because she hadn’t been off the nest in a while, but nope.
Emma tried to go broody in the duck yard, where she was outside all the time and oof…same stench.
I don’t know why.
I don’t know if anyone else’s turkey hens are like this.
But my broody turkey stink.
*insert vomiting emoji here*
There is other news, but it’s going to have to wait for another post…the chores and the need to water everyone is calling…