plum tuckered

IMGP0715The rain is starting to fall right now. Last week when I mentioned how our potato planting was laid back and we were not in a wild rush to finish before a storm or something… well, that was definitely not the case with our onion planting this morning. Wild rush. Frantic high-speed-all-hands-on-deck sort of planting time. Something like 4000 onions by 9:30 am, and after milking the cow and moving the livestock and breakfast. These intense times serve their purpose just the same, I suppose, balancing out the calm times. Gets the heart pumping. IMGP0717So, yes, we planted onions this morning. Our friendly UPS man delivered them last evening, after an already long day in the garden, while we were up on the hill doing our evening chores. By that time we were already spent and looking forward to a good nights rest. But looking at the weather forecast, we knew the morning hours of work-time in the garden were limited. We knew we would have to bust ass if we wanted them in the ground before rain.IMGP0721During the night last night, about 1:30 am, Olivia started screaming for me because she could hear a wasp buzzing in her room. She was afraid of being stung while she slept and wanted to come into my room for the rest of the night. So she did and fell back asleep and slept soundly. For Eric and I, however, that pretty much ended our peaceful slumber. Between the brightness of the moon and the looming thoughts of coming rain, neither of us could sleep worth a hoot. I did manage to fall back asleep, although fitfully, but Eric’s wheels started turning and he designed a row marker for the onion planting while he laid in bed, unable to sleep. He was up at the garden, just as it was getting light, constructing his vision/version of a rolling row marker. “Wouldn’t want to be just laying in bed wasting time, right?” said Eric this morning as he tested his new tool. (Which worked expertly, I might add.)IMGP0720All three children were very eager to lend a hand with the morning’s planting, and if not for their involvement I’m pretty sure we would not have finished. Too bad I couldn’t pause even for a second to get a good picture of the Smith family work crew (plus Jesse, but he’s like family, too) in action. We worked like a well-oiled machine and left the garden feeling satisfied and ready for breakfast number two. IMGP0726

Now, with the rain falling I’m ready to put my feet up for awhile and work on the cool hat that I’m making. Maybe even steal a little cat-nap if the stars align just right. I’m plum tuckered out. I wonder if the little pepper and eggplant seedlings wouldn’t mind waiting just a few hours before being potted up…

right now :: seasonal decor

At harvest time, the food from the field comes into the house.  Where does it go?

Everywhere, is the answer.

We’re trying to be a little more efficient with our use of space this year. The new solution is to take it to the ceiling.  The effect is nice, I think, though we have to duck to reach the closet.seasonal decor 1

seasonal decor 2It’s nice to have reminders of abundance and basic goodness hanging around.  But I don’t think we’ll be trying it with the sweet potatoes.