Monday Marginala – We’ve Got Bees

When it is hot weather bees don't always go into the hive at night.  They 'beard' the hive to keep cool.  Think of it as sitting on the front porch on a hot evening. Here's our hive 2 one evening after 100+F day.

When it is hot weather bees don’t always go into the hive at night. They ‘beard’ the hive to keep cool. Think of it as sitting on the front porch on a hot evening. Here’s our hive 2 one evening after 100+F day.

It all started when one of Mike’s Wisconsin coworkers would talk about his 10,000 pets. He had a bee hive for his farm. Since then Mike has wanted a hive. Moving here to Tennessee we finally got enough space to have one. Continue reading

Monday Marginalia – Autumn In The Garden

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The hydrangeas had dried beautifully made a dry bouquet for indoors.  Then when it started shedding Jack found them delicious!  So I tossed them.

The time had come when I was settled in our new home AND didn’t have a cast on my foot. It was fall and the garden needed some prep for the season. We did trimming back or the wild bushes so spring blooms would be dense, cleaned up the dead parts of things, trimmed back the irises (FINALLY) and generally got it back in shape. Here’s a few pictures of the day.

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Thursday Throwback – We picked him from the patch

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Can you spot Aaron among Granpa Mac’s pumpkins?  LOL!  This was 1994 on the McAllister’s Michigan farm.  Aaron’s orange jacket (his ‘go Vols clothes’ as he called them) just made it too irresistible not to put him there among the pumpkins.  I think we picked the best one that year don’t you?

Welcome to Sailor’s Rest, Established 2016

 

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Yesterday we closed on our house here in Tennessee.  (psst any one want to buy a house in Wisconsin?).  I am proud to say we are the new owners of Sailor’s Rest, established 2016.  Yes that’s the name we chose for this place.  It’s already starting to feel like home.  A few tweaks of painting here and there.  Then it’s figuring out where to tell the movers to put our furniture. THEN the work of making it a home, settling in decorating begins.

 

Friday Findings – St. Patrick’s Day in Charleston, SC

Cat crossing in Charleston SC by JR P who graciously shared it under Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 2.0 Generic license. Click on the photo to go view her photos stream.

Cat crossing in Charleston SC by JR P who graciously shared it under Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 2.0 Generic license. Click on the photo to go view her photos stream.

 

As I write this in February we’ve had a very mild winter by Wisconsin standards.  Right now it’s rain and sleet mix out there, or sludging making an Icee like slurry on the ground that’s salt and petrol flavored I’d be guessing.  For February in Wisconsin, that’s practically Spring-like.  However I shall always judge the season by Charleston’s St. Patty’s day.  Here’s why I think that’s the best weather ever. Continue reading

Squirrels Are Getting Out of Hand

Image From Page 282 from  Internet Archive Book Images as a member of The Commons on Flickr. No known copyright restrictions.

Image From Page 282 from Internet Archive Book Images as a member of The Commons on Flickr. No known copyright restrictions.

This is the first year of gardening without having a dog. What do the two have to do with one another? Well, read on and learn how a dog lazing in the yard helped the garden’s yield.

It all started this spring when Mike was ranting that the rabbits were eating the peas down to the dirt. (Yes my husband does a great Mr. McGregor of Peter Rabbit fame impression.) However one day when I was going to the garage I spotted the real culprits – not rabbits but baby squirrels.

Cut to earlier this week. I was sitting here at my desk working. My office window was wide open as it was a warm day. Outside I hear messy eating sounds, slurping, smacking… I look and on the end of our fence near my window sat a large squirrel holding one of our good big red tomatoes just eating away. He’d hit a seed pocket and SLURP it up then look up with seeds on his cheeks and a pink tongue darting about to clean his whiskers.

Then yesterday again heading to the garage I scared a passel (yes you fellow Southerners know how many I mean, the rest of you it’s kinda like bunch) of squirrels from the garden. Some chomping roma tomatoes, others nibbling peppers – heck one had the guts to take a whole big bell with him while his compatriot ran off with a green beefsteak tomato!

It’s bad enough that they are raiding us blind of veggies and our rabbit fence does nothing to stop this climbing buggers – but now they are waking me at three am with their arguments, drunken singing or whatever in the hell it is that possesses squirrels to scream and chitter amongest themselves at that hour! I kid you not! I can set my clock by it. There’s barking like calls, then chirping, then screams followed by barking again. Mike says Mr. Squirrel comes home drunk and Mrs. Squirrel is giving him what for. It reminds me of the BBC ad where the ground squirrel keeps barking “Allen, Allen” then he says “That’s not Allen that’s Jack! Jack, Jack, Jack…”

We’ve had issues before with them. One year when our apple tree had hard knotting apples due to the drought, they threw the apples at us. No, really I’m serious. They would sit on the awning over the back door and when we opened the door drop the apple that would roll down and hit us in the head or shoulders. We learned that season to just wait a moment for the apple to fall before proceeding out the door.

Now back to the dog and the garden, you see when we had a dog the squirrel raids were limited to the apple tree. The doggie scent about the yard kept them from dining upon the produce. Now dear Belle is long gone and this is the first summer without Rappy… and the squirrels are taking over.

As I’m typing this I see one run the phone line with a small pepper in his mouth. I hope it’s a ghost pepper and it burns his mouth and gives him heart burn all night long – as long as he doesn’t shout about it at midnight to wake me twice tonight…

What’s Going On In Our Backyard

It’s a well know fact Mike likes to putter in the yard and I don’t.  I find it too much like work – I’d rather make something than sweat in the beating sun digging in dirt.  Still I love beautiful flowers, yards, and gardens.  Honestly if it weren’t for Mike I’d live in a condo an enjoy the grounds tended by others.  Since he likes it I live in a house with a yard tended by Mike.  Here’s some photos that were on my camera from our yard.

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As you can see the apple tree has recovered from our winter trimming. It’ll need more reshaping this winter.

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When our lilacs bloomed they were beautiful.

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The roses are lovely too.

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The red tipped white rose is my favorite I think.

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The red is so bright that it almost vibrates!

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I don’t know what these are called but I like them. They are hardy and bloom in the heat and cooler summers.

Mike's University of Tennessee stepping stone

Mike put his University of Tennessee stepping stone in the garden by the front door. Great place to display our alma mater.