Good morning guys! I hope everyone is doin just fine and life is.
Finally, we have gotten the garden out front cleaned up. Talkin bout a jungle, this thing had become exactly that. Weeds were almost head high in spots, but yesterday we finished pullin those #’s up.
They had gotten so bad in spots that we’d have to take the grubbing hoe and bust the roots up some. But, besides possibly an hour or so this morning, we’re be ready to till the soil, and start planting it back the first of the week.
We’ll have a couple of spots in our irrigation lines to splice back, “that dern grubbing hoe,” but it won’t take 20 minutes to do that. We’ll run it some to make sure all our heads or jets are working properly and we’re back in business.
I’ll probably go with a couple rows of okra, and finish most of it out with 2-3 types of peas. Probably black-eyes, cream 40’s and zippers or purple hulls.
I wasn’t going to plant peas this fall but after thinking on it some, as we’ve got a BUNCH canned and put up, but so many of our family and friends like them, I thought, you know, they can come and pick em a dern mess or two then I don’t have to give them my peas already shelled and canned!
It’ll be interesting to me this go round cause I’ve never set out things like peas, okra, squash and such this late in the year before. I’m curious to see how everything does. I do normally plant my peas in August, but this is usually around the first week. We’ll see??
With this storm that’s brewing, and the course they think it may follow, at this point I’ve had a few reservations in regards to, hopefully for sure there’ll be no “big winds,” but simply the amount of rain that could be generated from it.
We’ve be getting rain steadily the past week or so, and we’re not inundated by any means, but with these types of storms capable of dropping bucketfuls on ya in their passing, I do have a little reservation in regards to going ahead and settin out my garden. BUT, no guts, no glory, huh?
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‘Ridin Out The Recession With Dub and Deb in “Miz Judi’s Kitchen’!
Note to Readers: There are a few things that Dub doesn’t know but one thing he does know is that the word ‘Riding’ (as in Riding Out the Recession) is spelled with a ‘g’ at the end. But Dub not only walks the walk, but speaks like he is: down home, true blue, and plain speakin’ country folk.
Dub and Deb are both native Floridians, live in Central Florida, and run a small business as well. They have five children, and seven grandchildren.
Both love to cook, love to laugh, grow a garden, and generally try to “aggravate” most anyone around them basically…all in good fun, of course!
