Okay, so it’s catch-up time. It’s been something of a hectic 2 weeks months around here. As embarrassing proof, I reveal that most of this was written back in May. In that interval, naturally, a lot has happened. A quick sampling:
- The pear tree which had once worried me so burst into flower, and slowly shed its petals for (what I’m hoping is) future-tasty-pear production.
Doing some reading up, however, I’m worried I’ve over- nitrogenated the poor little tree and it’s going to slack off on the fruit production this year. We’ll see.
- I have experienced my first-ever wearing of a line-dried garment. It’s fantastic! My clothing smells like sunshine, and isn’t stiff or cardboardy as I had feared it might be.
Having since washed many a load and line-dried it, I can confirm that I’m not just in the honeymoon phase of line-drying my laundry. I love it, and will miss it sorely come the winter months. (One more thing to look forward to for summer, I guess!)
- My Dutch tulips have shown an extremely low germination rate. This might be because of the timing (i.e. they weren’t planted in the fall), or because they were damaged in transit, or because the squirrels have eaten them all or, or, or. I don’t really know why, but they seem not to thrive under my care. Also: they seem to hate sunshine. Freaks.
- The Boy’s shiny new nephew (umm, and the nephew’s parents) came to town for just under a week. This was especially nice for me as I missed his christening in June (due to dragonboating). You’ll all be very pleased to know that the baby sweater I knit Maxime fits perfectly, and in fact his mom has requested a matching hat.
- I have much to say on the veggie garden front (mostly concerning my new enemy: chipmunks) but that’s enough to warrant an entire entry unto itself. I will leave you with the following however:
Know that not a single one of these happy-looking May radishes, their dozen or so brethren, or even the next generation of radishes I planted in June survived the Chipmunk Pogrom. Verminous fuckers.
- The Boy and I went to see Star Trek, Up and Transformers 2. Reviews for them pending…. maybe
- I also set up a herb garden (conveniently located beneath my craft room window) and realized that I have a huge mess of purple verbena that I never knew about. Bonus!
- The Boy bought a pressure washer and set to cleaning our outdoor loungers and preparing the deck for restaining.
This process also required removing the rotted supports for the deck (because Certain Previous Owners somehow thought putting untreated wood on dirt was a good idea?) and replacing them with cinderblocks, as well as removing some of the upper planks which were truly safety hazards. I’m not even kidding about this; check it out:
Having started in May, it took bits of days here and there until the end of June for him to finish (and he states he’s still not done), but our deck is now restained and really nice-looking and (most impressively), the water now pools on it when it rains, instead of just soaking in. It’s wonderful.
- I’ve had my stagette! Fun was had by all (I hope) and it was a fabulous time. More in a separate entry (although unlikely to be supplemented by pictures).
- My one and only dragonboat race of the year took place! Our team finished 10th overall in the womens, or, more dramatically, we won silver in the Womens’ B. W00t!
- The Boy’s parents gifted me with 5 more tomato plants, so my dreams of having a winter’s supply of sundried tomatoes is looking up! Further to that, they discovered a place that sells brassicas and possibly asparagus for me to supplement my garden with. It is a little out of the way though, but hopefully The Boy will be up for a little roadtrip in the fall.
- I managed to visit a sheep farm in the area where I fell in love with some natural chocolate brown roving, and The Boy was eyeing the sheepskin rugs also for sale. I am in no way discouraging this.
Foof. There is, of course more, and I feel bad about skimming over so many things without doing them justice, but I’m hoping over the next little while to get back to them.
If nothing else, I will say that this summer’s pace and theme seems to be “hectic”. Trying to catch a moment to breathe here and there to document it all. After all, every summer only happens once.