we almost have a cabin

Now that the goats, ducks and three flocks of chickens have houses and coops and paddocks and playgrounds and runs, we’re back on cabin rebuilt and rehab. And we’re almost done! Yeah, that makes just over two years but it’s been worth the wait. We’re super excited to have some friends over for a celebratory feast. The above photo is the “before” shot when we very first moved here. It’ll be a while before you get an exterior after shot.

Finn’s room has been taped, mudded, textured and primed for months but he only recently decided what color he wants to paint the room. Purple. That’s what happens when you allow a 16 year old to choose paint color (his last bedroom was Batman red with a super hero blue ceiling). Our only stipulation was “it will have a white ceiling” this time. Oh, and “not black” because yes, he had wanted it black. So… purplish it is. Rosy eggplant? Purple Queen Zinnia? I have no idea what you’d technically call this color but I actually like it. The back wall where are the built-in closet and desk will be wasn’t painted but we decided that since it’ll be a fair amount of time before those are built, we ought to just paint it purple for now. Hopefully Finn and I will be working on that within the next day or two and can get a better shot of what the color actually looks like because that picture is a little off.

The living room is now fully drywalled, taped, muddled and primed. After much vacillation we decided to go with Wasabi for the living room color. It matches our new rug and will make us smile. Originally we wanted Frothy Curacao but that’s almost exactly the color of the bathroom. The kitchen will be Kinetic Teal with white upper cabinets and beadboard backsplash with butcher block counters. I’m kind of thinking of doing the lower cabinets a darker hue instead of white but we shall see (thank you Pinterest for the inspiration!). I’m going to start painting the cabinets soon, though the kitchen won’t be completed probably until next year. We’ll have a fridge and a stove but the lower counters, cabinets and sink will be a future addition. Probably spring along with siding.

I originally wanted to do the kitchen cabinets like this, but that might be crazy over-the-top. What do you think? So I’m thinking maybe the tiny little built in shelves between the cabinets. I wish I knew who created this so I could get them credit friend emailed the picture to me.

This is a really old picture and none of the counters or lower cabinets or sink or anything exist. I just wanted to show you the little built in. If I don’t do the mini built-in shelves like the photo I’ll definitely be painting my old buffet similarly (and another matching table that just miraculously happened to be here and when we moved here).

I don’t know if I shared but the bathroom was painted a long time ago, sink installed, etc. Outside of the kitchen, there’s lots of little things we still need like light fixtures (we will use the old ugly ones temporarily), a mattress for Finn, etc. We just want to get our butts in there! Trim is mostly primed and some painted. It will be going up this weekend after we paint the walls which we will either be starting tonight when Paul gets home with paint or tomorrow.

Soon, we’ll post an abundance of unveiling photos. We were going to be moving in next week but we have torrential rains and snow on the horizon. No fun. I’m not moving couches and beds and things in the rain, thank you very much.

summer abundance, and a year of eggs

We/I haven’t posted in eons, again. It’s not that farmstead life is slow or uneventful, but rather bursting at the seams and overflowing with amazement, awe and sheer but-kicking busyness.

That chicken coop I posted about before and promised a part two of its free construction and completion? It’s been done since the next day, sans paint, and so far has housed three rounds of babies, totalling 25 in all. We’ll be moving it to the garden sometime within the next week or two for my impending Swedish Flower Hen breeding endeavors (three out of four are laying, and the last is 6 weeks younger). The older girls are not yet 6 months old but by Spring, I’ll have plenty of hatching eggs and chicks available. If I ever end up painting the coop, I’ll post photos. But the main chicken coop, Cluckingham Palace, still isn’t painted either. Or the goat house, but that’s another post.

Despite our late start, our gardens are thriving. And the late start was not my fault. I had almost 200 (or 300?) starts die during our winter storm with the implosion of our greenhouse under snow weight and round two mostly became squished by neighbor cats thinking I planted them cozy plant beds. We have been harvesting and eating and even selling an abundance of zucchini, crookneck and yellow squash, round zucchini, lettuce, kale, rainbow chard, onions, tomatoes, green beans, purple beans, peas, herbs, chives, potatoes, cucumbers and a little bit of broccoli and cauliflower. The latter weren’t fond of our almost a hundred degree days in April and had a rough start. But I planted a ton more (plus more beans, greens, roots, etc.) so it’ll be great.

This also was the first year we got raspberries. We only got 6 but next year we’ll have 6,000. We got tons of blueberries and still are from some of our late season bushes, mountains of blackberries which is one of my favorite foods, and loads of plums, but mostly from friends and neighbors — we had a couple dozen of our own. Pears and apples are too many to keep up with. Oh and we had heaps of figs and some cherries. The deer ate most of the cherries along with all of our peaches and nectarines, mountains of apples from our baby trees and most of our plums. Not just the fruit but the leaves and branches. Thanks deer! I think I’m going to relocate 95% of our orchard in autum when the ground is nice and soft and the trees are more dormant so I can put 10 foot fences around them to allow them to establish themselves, then take the fences back down.

I’ve been loving doing lots of small batches of canning this year. So far I’ve done spiced fig and golden plum jam, garlicky Plum barbecue sauce, blackberry jam, apple pie Jam to use in baking or for the guys to put on French toast, blackberry apple spice jam which I only did one jar of because it was leftovers that wouldn’t fill a jar and I just added to it. Interestingly enough is pretty awesome. I’ve also done apple pear sauce, a crapload of pickled cucumbers and zucchini, and spiced plums. I still need to do some more maple bourbon plum butter and blackberry pear jam because those where everyone’s talk to favorites last year, along with pickled apples and 700 more apple sauce, plus salsa. I found a recipe for zucchini bread jam which I may try as well because we have so many zucchini! Oh, I also did pickled green beans. Pro tip: don’t pickle purple beans. They end up looking like long wrinkly alien appendages.

A couple of weeks ago was our one-year anniversary of when my very first chicken started laying eggs. I kept track because I wanted to see how many eggs we received from our girls in a year. It was kind of silly to count because we had anywhere between 8 and 30 layers at any given time with hatching out new ones, selling old ones, etc but we received exactly 3450 eggs in year 1. That’s 287.5 eggs per month, or 66.3 eggs per week on average (just over 5.5 dozen). Yay girls!! I only have a couple of weekly chicken egg customers but it’s perfect. We’ll have more laying hens this year so I’ll be able to sell more. For a while there we couldn’t sell our duck eggs for the life of us. We were giving them away by the dozen because our girls lay 20 times more than I read their breeds will lay. Now though, things have changed. We have waiting lists for duck eggs. We only have three ducks, one who is special needs and rarely lays, but we get over a dozen a week. It’s so funny when people now offer to prepay for eggs that haven’t yet been laid. So we are getting four more ducks. Three girls and a boy so not only will we have duck eggs for eating, we will have fertile duck eggs for hatching and ducklings available to anyone who wishes to buy them. Our duck breeds: Cayuga, White Layer, Saxony, Black Swedish and Chocolate Indian Runner. This autumn we should start breaking even on egg sales. Meaning we make as much selling eggs as their expensive food costs. Spring, especially with hatching eggs, chicks, ducklings and rare breed pullets, will mean I’m making a little profit. I think I’m profiting regardless. We used to spend a minimum of $56 a month on sub-par organic grocery store eggs.

I babble. Anyway, that’s what we’re up to. Just living the dream. I’ll do another post here in the next day or two (or month) to tell you about our new goats and likely share stories and photos about our impending gathering with friends and family. A bunch of people are coming down from Portland and it’s going to be lovely.

ducks, ducklings, and a waterfowl oasis

Last year we we so excited (and a tad nervous) to get our three ducks but they have been the most amazing and fun (absolutely hysterical) addition to our ever-growing farm and homestead. Our first three are a Saxony named Stella (below), a Black Swedish named Frida (above) and a Chocolate Runner.

None of these crazy quackers have laid a single egg yet, but we love them none the less. They’re just about to hit 7 months old. Tip: don’t buy ducklings in June because it will be too dark by the time they’re ready to start laying.

We (Paul) built them the most precious house with a shady veranda… and apparently I never got a completed/painted photo of it so I’ll work on that once the torrential rains die down for a minute.

This year we decided to add three more ducklings which quickly morphed into five. In about a month an a half, we’ll have a Cayuga, a White Layer (because I’ve wanted a “Jemima Puddleduck” since I was little), a Khaki Campbell and two Welsh Harlequins (a boy and a girl).

Their current house will become the chick and mama hen(s) nursery and the duckies’ new house is in the works — we just have to add a couple of laying boxes on the back, a little footer at the base of the front door opening so teeny littles don’t escape and a roost bar or two. It’ll be fantastic, and totally separate from the other “big chickens”.

Because there isn’t a huge amount of shade in their new homeland, we got a bunch of fast growing shade trees to plant around the area to create a duck (and potential future goose) waterfowl oasis.

I planned on digging a big pond for them and to serve as irrigation for garden watering but upon sharing my idea with the neighbor, I found out that due to the proximity of our property to the creek, we’re not allowed to create any permanent water feature. I looked it up and they were right! Good thing I found that out before rather than after. Instead, we are buying a huge stock tank and burying it, putting river rock around the edges. It’ll definitely beat their little kiddy pool but we’ll probably leave that for them as well.

They’ll still be allowed to free range with their chicken siblings, but these duckies will have such a lovely new home, especially as the trees start growing in. I’m still working on planting them.

Stay tuned for baby duckling photos in mid-February!

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I see I wrote and never posted a blog post again. And now it’s mid-February. And of course we just got a call from the breeder that our Welsh Harlequin ducklings are not available for our hatch date and our preferred types won’t be available in unison until June. What a bummer!

But in good news we have duck eggs!! They started laying Sunday before last, starting with a pretty green egg, presumably from Frida, and laying one single egg every single day since. It’s the weirdest thing. All the new ones have been white so it seems like maybe Frida started and now Brunhild and Stella are taking turns? Or she just wanted to practice with a green egg and is now laying white? I have no idea. But we get one duck egg a day and it’s pretty awesome. Paul prefers duck eggs to chicken eggs so I have deemed them all his but will sell a half-dozen here and there to anyone interested.

the farmer, the grave digger, and plans of sustainability

We learned *a lot* about our land and different climate this past first summer. I didn’t realize garden zone 9 and garden zone 8b were as different as they are. When we first moved here we made a One-Year Plan… which was pretty lofty and, in retrospect, extremely comical. Now we have a Five-Year Plan based upon realistic goals and desired outcomes.

We never wanted to be “just a farm” but a homestead. Finally, we are well on our way to that level of self-sufficientcy. In the first year, we have completely stopped buying garlic, berries, a lot of fruit, jam, fruit butter, syrup, eggs, chicken meat, peas and most herbs (my cilantro didn’t grow so we bought some once). These are all things we now produce ourselves on our land and every little bit helps. We’ve hugely cut down on buying summer and winter squash, greens, onions, apples and other fruit, pumpkin and sunflower seeds which we consume *a lot* of, potatoes, beans. Plus I make our own crackers, cookies and baked goods, much of our bread and “snacks” like gluten free apple cinnamon corn bread:

There are a few things we’ll never produce ourselves but this means tiny, infrequent shopping trips (some we could grow, we just don’t really want to… at least not yet):

Things have shifted a bit though. We were both going to be farmers once we got here. But oddly, that was never the original plan but only developed once we were here. I was just going to be the farmer and Paul was going to do whatever he wanted to do (music, bow making and woodworking, car stuff…). But as universe would have it, we’re back to the original plan of me being the sole lady farmer and him doing something else. In this case, that something else is a grave digger. We needed money for the aforementioned coffee, chocolate and dish soap so he stepped up. And I’ve got the animal tending, homestead garden and farm growing, meal planning and cooking, etc. When I need help with heavy lifting, he’s on it, and all the remodeling and rebuilding is his too (though I help with taping and mudding, do the painting and design things like the kitchen). We’re an awesome team.

As far as crop selling, we’re starting small and sticking to selling herloom garlic and herbs, heirloom tomatoes and excess fruit to start, plus having a small seasonal farm stand with excess veggies, fruit, berries, herbs, garlic, eggs and such. We have a prospective buyer for our fresh culinary herbs and garlic already too, which kicks much ass, as well as a small handful of weekly egg customers in the works. (Soon we’ll have enough egg customers to coverall all chicken and duck feeding, bedding and supplimental costs with enough left over to go on a hot date each month. Heck yeah!)

Within the next five years, the plan is to never have to buy any of these things again:

Yup, that means we’re getting goats. And sheep, and meat rabbits. Plus I’ll raise 3 to 5 turkeys a year to put on the table. We’ll eat our “extra” chickens (boys and mean girls) and do a batch or two of meat birds per year. But this is all over time. This year probably will only include meat and extra chickens, and two goats. Five more ducks come in February (hatching on my birthday — imagine all the impending Pisces goodness around here!!) It’ll be a year-and-a-half before we have goat milk because “we” (which in this case actually means I) want babies. Two Nigerian Dwarf doelings to be precise. They are the best for milk, butter and cheese. Not all goat’s milk is good for drinking. These girls will taste more like cow milk than anything else. No thank you on super gamey goat milk. Been there, done that. Though really a mama already in milk and tw babies would be ideal.

Maybe in 2020 we’ll add a couple of sheep (the fella above was Gabe from our friend’s farm down the street — we loved and ate him) and some meat rabbits, then in 2021, honey bees and a miniature cow (see how I snuck that one in?). Pacing ourselves is good. Lamb is good too.

It’s amazing how much things have changed in only one year (plus 4 months) on the farm. Our love for this place and gratitude overflow more and more with every passing day. I’m so glad we spent the bulk of the first year focussing on our orchard because we won’t have as long to wait for apples, pears, plums, peaches, nectarines, cherries, persimmons, apricot, yuzu citrus, almonds, and walnuts. We also planted 18 blueberries, 3 blackberries (not as if we didn’t have enough already), 8 red raspberries and a golden raspberry. This year we’ll be adding a couple of figs, elderberries, mulberries and if we’re super lucky, a couple of Meyer’s lemons. Next year: cranberries and currants gallore!

Another part of our dream/vision is making this into a small off-grid farm community. Building a tiny house for another family or couple to live in, adding a loft dwelling above the future workshop for one of our manfriends to make his own. Sharing of the work and bounty and weekend feasts. We have that with our neighbors already, our next door family, and are thrilled to be able to expand that love one of these years.

We’ll also be potentially offering retreats and workshops for natural building (cob, earth bag, etc.), permaculture and vermiculture, homesteading, chicken and duck and goat keeping, bow making and archery, art, music and shamanic retreats, wild edible and foraging classes, etc. It would be fantastic if that could fund our solar. Let me rephrase: It *will* be fantastic when we’ve earned enough to fund our solar endeavors. How long could it possibly take to save up $30k? 😘

our first chicks hatched on the farm

Who knew that a five month old hen would go broody? I certainly didn’t… but it happened, and whilst our two roosters were too young to facilitate their roosterly duties. So what’s a farm girl gonna do? Buy fertile hatching eggs, of course!

That was about 10 weeks ago. She’d been broody for a week and I caved because she didn’t look like she was going anywhere. These were from MyPetChicken.com and were from the Chickens for Elitists selection. I ended up getting a Chocolate Orpington, a Blue/Black/Splash Ameraucana, a Lavender Ameraucana and a Swedish Flower Hen.

Mama Ginger sat like such a champ in the little broody house we made her that she didn’t get up. At all. It got scary. She refused to eat or drink unless I hand fed her egg and peas… so of course I did. She pooped right where she sat. It wasn’t lovely.

But three weeks later she got up, ate, pooped a softball, and dustbathed in the sun. I thought “yikes, the babies are supposed to hatch tomorrow, should I take them inside?” I though she was finally done. That’s when I’d noticed that the Swedish Flower egg was pipped and chirping. A baby! Mama was smart and knew what was up, returning a short time later. Phew. I moved her and the eggs to the big brooder with a door, just to be safe.

Little Flora (Swedish Flower Hen) was the first to hatch. I begged and pleaded and hoped for only girls for three weeks. Phew again. She’s a girl.

Lumin (Lavender Ameraucana) was the second to hatch. I went back and forth with her a few times but I’m now positive she’s a girl too. Heck yeah, blue eggs!

The other two eggs didn’t make it. They were probably boys… I feel bad that maybe I killed them with wishes.

Lumin has some pretty magical looking blue eyes.

And Flora has a funky cute head plume and fancy green eyes like her human mum (me).

These girls were fully integrated with the rest of the flock by 5 weeks and it was the easiest chick integration ever. It would have been sooner but Lumin cut her comb a piece of wire fencing and was bleeding so I didn’t want them running around a bunch of carnivorous bitches with bloody wounds… so we waited an extra couple of weeks for her to heal, though two days would have sufficed. (The other reason is that I fell victim to other people’s opinions. Like don’t integrate them until 6 weeks. You would be evil if you integrated them before they were full grown. You know, stuff like that. But then two of my Farmland friends both said they’re already integrated. They’ve been looking at each other for weeks. That makes sense.) The girls immediately took to muddy dust bathing and jumping over the big chickens for treats… like literally jumping on their backs, running up their bodies and pouncing off their heads in front of them to snatch a yummy chunk of hardboiled egg.

In spring I hope to hatch several more, plus add some more Lavender or Blue Ameraucanas and a couple of Cream Legbars. But I really want more now. My basket needs more blue in it! (Pardon the muddy feet prints on the eggs — it’s been raining like crazy and rain means crazy mud. And I don’t wash my eggs until consumption, if at all.)

If anyone has an old incubator laying around that you want to let me borrow for 3 weeks, I have some fertile Welsummer roo x Cochin, x Golden Cuckoo Marans, x mint egg laying Easter Egger, and x pinkish lavender laying Australorp eggs I think would be fun to hatch out, plus a mystery double yolker (Barred Rock, I think — dunno, just want to attempt twins). Those would make a little half feather footed fluff baby, one with super dark and hyper speckled deep chocolate eggs, dark green speckled and maybe mint green speckled? Those would all be awesome. I could force Finn to participate and we can get all science experiment up in here. I keep threatening to try to hatch one in my pocket or bra but my fellas are appalled at the idea.

They’ve obviously never been mothers.

oops, it’s autumn (i mean winter)

Well… it appears that we haven’t done a blog post in roughly five months. Which then suddenly morphed to eight months after starting this. That’s unfortunate as many amazing things transpired in late spring and all through summer, then autumn. And some seriously unamazing as well.

Here’s the nutshell version of things, as we couldn’t possibly share it all, but first, happy autumn!… and happy winter!

Our first batch of 12 chickens are all grown up and laying. This is Raven, our champion layer of mostly massive double yolk eggs (this photo was taken before the run was enlarged to include the chicken compost she’s on).

I know we started with a lot more than that but one died, as you recall, 10 went to the neighbors per a prearranged deal, and I have since sold 5 troublemakers. It was either sell or soup and even though I bought all of the proper knives and accoutrements, I opted for the sell option this time around. Next year soup. Lots and lots of soup.

Our second batch of chickens (7 girls) are about to start laying too, probably right around the time of the ducks within the next three or four weeks. Update: a few of our second girls are now laying. Not a duck egg in sight.

Two of them are Olive Eggers, one is an Easter Egger that I got as a surprise bonus and to our Golden Cuckoo Marans so we have the beginnings of a rainbow egg basket. Just need some blues, darker greens and more chocolatey chocolate. That’ll happen by Spring for sure.

Our third batch of chicks (10 girls and 2 boys) may not start laying until Spring either, unless they want to be winter layers. I think I have two but I’m not positive yet. In retrospect, July born babies aren’t the best idea. They end up being freeloaders a lot longer than spring or late fall babies.

And then we hatched our own chicks, but that’s a different story. We have 33 chickens now. ♡

Ducks are disgusting little beasts as babies, I’m warning you. You need to change their brooder every single day and it’s… yuck. If I were a nicer human, I would have changed it twice a day. I’m not that nice.

Ducks as teens and young ladies (as in outside ducks) are freaking awesome! They will make you laugh and smile and totally crack up several times a day, every day. They are the best farm entertainment I could possibly think of (outside of goats, which will hopefully also happen in Spring). And the most impatient (try to change their pool water without them getting in until you’re done — not going to happen). Three more ducks are getting added to the farm in February.

The garden was kind of a sad story this year. It started awesome in spring, then turned lame with the start of summer.

Thankfully it got mostly awesome again after that.

We had previously decided that all we were going to grow year one was stuff for us to eat on our homestead and get to the market garden growing and farm sales next summer.

Anyone who knows me knows that I can grow the crap out of anything except (bell peppers from seeds — we frequently quarrel) but most of our garden just refused to grow. And what did grow, the deer mostly ate. Except squash. The whole no fence thing? Dumb idea, at least until things are established. We’re buying some fences within the next few weeks to protect our autumn garden.

(Yeah, that actually already happened — we now have about a 3000sf fenced garden area.)

After a couple months of little to nothing going as planned in the garden, we tested our water PH. Things had been growing amazingly when watered by the rain but when we switched to well water via hose, they stopped growing. That was the problem! 8.4 ph, I think it was. Or 8.6? Now that we have that sorted out, everything is growing miraculously well again… just in time for autumn. Except our rainbow fingerling carrots that got off to a poor start.

Fruit has been a totally different story. Plums, pears, blackberries and apples have been so abundant. We even had early blueberries and cherries.

Canning has been awesome this year! My favorite so far was a maple bourbon plum butter. Oh and blackberry pear jam. We also canned spiced apples, chai spiced plum butter, cinnamon anise pears, plain blackberry jam and we’re about to do some pickled apples this week. (That was months ago.) I’ll keep you posted on that one. (Next year I’ll do a post on pickled apples.) I’ll probably also do some apple and pear sauce. (Didn’t happen.)

Cabin one still isn’t done but we literally didn’t touch it until about a week or two ago because we’ve been too busy with animals, orchard planting and other plantings… and everything else. I think the last time we worked in it was November? Maybe December? But the floors are now all done, all of the electrical is done, drywall and insulation is about to start going up in the living room and kitchen and everything will soon be textured and painted like that.

Holy crap, and we have a bathroom sink! With hot water to wash your hands! I can’t find the pic right now but I’ll share soon.

Paul ended up having to get a job and we discovered that he miscounted that we’re 9 pieces short on drywall so the cabin is once again on hold. Working 6 or more days a week it’s just way too much for that sweet man and I can’t do drywall myself. But, I can tape and mud once it’s up!

planting and growing 

Everything is growing like crazy now in this crazy beautiful April weather of alternating (heavy) rains with 65-78 degree sunny days, at least for here. The peas and raddishes, kale, lettuce and chard, tomatoes, peppers, cucumbers and herbs are having a race to see who can get the biggest and tallest fastest, and so far the peas are winning. (I actually started this post almost two weeks ago and it originally said radishes, but the peas are kicking their butt now).

Our curvy personal garden (see last post) is pretty much fully planted plus a new bed, and the rest of the land is getting worked and planted with food guilds and companion plants that will one day create our food forest oasis. To clarify, we’re 100% done with our personal homestead gardens — everything is either planted in the ground or started in the greenhouse. We wanted to make sure we got that done straight away so we could focus on our farm next, and an actual much needed income.  

The fall garlic is monstrously huge and we recently planted a spring crop, but it’s not doing as hot so I’ve decided to stick solely with fall garlic planting. That being said, I reserve the right to change my mind, of course (I’m not the most patient person so could be speaking too soon). See the bottom leaves with a bits of yellow? We pull those off and sautee the green parts and compost the yellow. Yum! The bed behind it is all early cabbage, greens, nasturtium, marigolds, purple broccoli, onions, a rainbow of carrots and soon-to-be-planted cucumbers, dill and basil. (It’s probably 20′ long.)

Knowing full well that beans “should not” be planted in our zone until mid May, I decided to test fate and plant a few beans early. Like five weeks early. And here you go, beans! (Heirloom/organic blue lake bush beans to be precise.) That part wasn’t a lack of patience but rather an “I have a gut feeling our last frost this year is actually early April and not May 1st”. Rebel farmer? Yeah, probably. Gut truster? Always.

Lots of sprouting babies. I feel like a proud mother of millions right now. Trees, veggie, herb and berry starts, and our impending chicks. More on the baby girls next week though. (Or sooner since I’ve failed to publish this and they have arrived.)

We received some awesome seed potatoes from our friends and because we have lots of gophers and moles and such, we decided to do them above ground in big pots this year. This is a crap photo but they’re actually peeking out to say hello.

The greenhouse is blissfully thriving. Cucumbers, tomatoes, basil, a variety of peppers (a lavender bell pepper was the first to sprout!), various types of basil, oregano, sage, marjoram, thyme, asparagus, etc… all happy and growing. There’s a bit of a wasp situation in the greenhouse too, but let’s just not even talk about that right now.

One of our first permaculture guilds will have this lovely crimson autum olive in the center. It’s a great nitrogen fixer and the guys love the berries (they kind of make my tongue itch). Autumn Olives, or silverberries can be extremely invasive in some areas but not Oregon. We have an amber one too.

The Apple trees are now blooming. I love mother nature! First the apricots, pears and plums, then the peaches, almond and nectarines, then the cherries, and now the apples. Well, all but the honeycrisp… those are more of a late season apple. 

I could seriously take photos of apple blossoms all day. 

I planted a nasturtium under each of our apple trees and made an interesting observation yesterday — three are growing so far, and only under the three honeycrisps. I’m sure there’s a scientific explanation but I don’t know it… I just noticed things.

The whole east side of the gardens are planted with various lavender types and rosemary as deer hate them. So far, no deer in the gardens but I don’t want to speak too soon or curse or jinx us. My dream is fence free gardens, and although 99.7% of people seem us crazy, I’m hopeful it will work.

The strawberries are blooming too. We only have four this year (for personal consumption) but next year we’ll have at least 100.