Sights from around Crooked Acres.
Katherine asked if I’d take a picture of my watermelon with something next to it for size reference. I couldn’t think of what to use, so I went into the kitchen and looked around.
That last one is the biggest watermelon we have at the moment. We, of course, do not know what kind of watermelon we’re growing, because we’re terrible gardeners and like to do everything in a flailing and disorganized manner. (That’s a Thomas Everything Bagel for size reference.)
Oven-fried green tomatoes (using this recipe). We’ve been eating a lot of these lately.
I’ve never seen the Wisteria (the vines crawling across the ground) as aggressive as it is this year.
Definitely a Bhut Jolokia “Ghost” pepper.
Sungold cherry tomatoes. I’m not having a lot of luck with the full-sized tomatoes this year (to be honest, I’ve never had a decent year with the full-sized tomatoes!), they’re all cracking due to uneven watering (blame Mother Nature for that!). Next year, I am growing ONE row of tomatoes and most of them are going to be Sungolds, because they’re our favorite!
Corn’s getting tall – hopefully we get lots of corn this year (last year we didn’t).
In my experimental raised-bed garden:
Carrots in the center, a potted Meyer Lemon tree in that pot, and in the back left catnip!
Watermelon plants in the raised bed/ straw bale experiment. They seem happy, but I think next year I’m going to save my raised beds for herbs, and grow things like watermelons in the big garden.
In the back yard, Fred dragged these pieces of the fallen tree in the back forty into the back yard (using the tractor). There are no cats in this picture, but they hang out there a lot. See the metal around the tree to the far left? Fred put that up so that the cats wouldn’t climb up into that tree and scare me to death.
Blueberry bushes, getting bigger! And in the background, compost bins.
Dehydrated zucchini and yellow squash.
Butterfly in the chicken yard.
George, you are such a slacker.
One thing that brings them out from under the coop: snack time!
George lets his Alabama roots shine through.
Remember the bagel I used up there for size comparison with the watermelons? The chickens found it tasty. They love their carbs.
“What are you DOING over there, kid?”
I think that black chicken in the front is absolutely gorgeous.
The rooster keeping an eye on his wimmin.
The chickens have their own waterers, but of course they prefer the dogs’ water dishes.
Is it just me, or does this look like a Charlie’s Angels pose?
I always worry that they’ll figure out how to climb that gate.
The good news is that Declan was adopted Tuesday evening! That leaves Maggie and Fergus Simon, and of course Ciara is still here with us. She’s going to just stay here with us until it’s time for the Spice Girls to go to Petsmart, and then she’ll go with them.
All three Spice Girls, giving me attitude.
Maxi likes to hang out by the tomato heap.
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Previously
2010: I circumvented Fred’s demand to name the little guy “Tony Rocky Horror” (The guy in Pulp Fiction who got thrown out of a window for giving Marsellus Wallace’s wife a foot massage.) and named him Martin.
2009: No entry
2008: “Be vewwy quiet, girlies. It will come closer and I will GET IT! Watch Mama at work!”
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.