Sunday, July 30, 2017

Dark-of-night math and bracing for the blast

Last night Brian and I picked up four pretty gray girls and installed them on the roost in the dark chicken house, increasing our flock to ten. I don't assume that chickens are stupid and can't count or recognize change, but adding new chickens en bloc in the dark seems to create the least drama. As hoped, this morning the pullets were sticking together and the six black hens were leaving them alone. Welcome to Boulderneigh, blue Wyandottes; may you live long and produce well! (An Australorp is showing them how it's done; I really like my Australorps!.)




When I talked to Rick on the phone yesterday afternoon, he mentioned getting a heat advisory warning for our area on his phone. I can't remember when I last watched the local news, so I checked the weather app on my phone – and immediately went out and started watering the garden. I didn't think to take a screenshot then, but here is one from this morning and another from this afternoon:
=:-O     That's it; I'm not checking anymore!

First thing this morning (well, as "first thing" as a teenager can manage), Brian and I did chores and unloaded the last few bales from the bed of the pick-up. On the way back to the house, he stopped to love on the wethers:
That's one nice thing about this selfie-obsessed culture – my son is far more comfortable in front of a camera than I am!

After breakfast (I made Swedish pancakes), I made Brian help me with currants. We didn't get them all picked, but at least we have quite a few more in the freezer instead of shriveling in the heat.
I continued watering the vegetables, and was surprised to see some snow peas ready to harvest – I thought they had just started to bloom! We'll probably enjoy our first mess of fresh green beans later this week, too, along with a batch of fresh pesto.
My two hills of zucchini are doing really well; I think they like the warmer soil from the black plastic. In my quest to use them in tasty ways, I cheated on my non-acquisition resolution to buy a new tool.
My guys love pasta, so I'm hoping they like 'zoodles.' Maybe we'll have them with pesto!

Off to change the water and hunker down to face the heat at . . .

5 comments:

Mama Pea said...

Beautiful bounty from the garden . . . I love it! We've been eating our snow peas for a week or so and I'm going to start picking shell peas for the first time tomorrow. Really late this year!

We're having about the same temps you are, maybe a bit higher . . . and with humidity. Ugh. Hubby simply can't function in the heaviness of it but I'm okay if the bugs aren't biting. I just can't tolerate that!

Hope you have a good week, Michelle.

Michelle said...

Mama Pea, I will be thankful then because humidity would make it SO much worse! Here a fan does a lot of good because moving air evaporates sweat.

Theresa said...

We're expected to hit over 100, at 4500 feet elevation. Hasn't ever happened up here that I know of. Rogue Valley will be around 110-115. OMG. No Growers Market for me this week.

Susan said...

That is just too hot! I think you will love your zoodles - I use zoodles instead of pasta in almost everything. Your new hens are just beautiful!

Claire Moxon-Waltz said...

The white currants look terrific! What a treat. I'd love to see a picture of how the zoodles turn out! Might inspire me to get a spiralizer! The Wyandottes are just gorgeous - I do love those grey feathers.