It's a busy time at the moment. Just
last weekend we planted ten flowering trees along the bottom of the
front yard. These are all native trees and they are hopefully going
to break up the monotony of all the green with lots of spring color
from the blossom and the color throughout the summer and fall from
the leaves.
We have also cut a vegetable bed behind
the well house and planted three rows of potatoes. I am in the
process of cutting another bed for onions. It's heavy going though,
even with the tiller. I've probably picked up enough rocks to build a
wall.
Lea Ann has been busy in the side
garden with all her other vegetable seedlings. Also the Iris' we were
given last year are starting to blossom so she is excited about them
too.
The fifty native fruit trees arrived
this week and we will be planting them this next weekend. These were
bought at a very good price from the Missouri Department of
Conservation.
Soon after we moved in we noticed a
small dark cat snooping about the place. It would come sneaking
around the house at night and occasionally I would see it around the
pond in the morning. I assumed it was a neighbor's cat that visited
for the cuisine. Well the kids were playing Frisbee around the barn
the other evening and Lea Ann said she thought she could hear a
kitten crying. I crept into the barn and sure enough, tucked behind a
bit of baseboard was a single blond colored kitten. We had named the
dark cat Midnight, so the kids named the kitten Sunshine. I've been
quietly checking on the kitten each day and it seems to be doing
okay. I wondered if it had been abandoned by the mother and she had
taken the rest of the litter elsewhere, or that it was the lone
survivor of the litter and the others had been killed by a possum or
raccoon.
The dead oak in the front yard has been
felled and the wood from that should keep us in fuel for a couple of
years. It was a load off our minds as this was large, and too near
the house for comfort.
We feel there is going to be a lot to
do this year, but it will be worth it in the end. To think that by
the end of the summer we will have our own vegetables and even our
own eggs if I can pull my finger out and build the chicken coop.
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