2018 Weekly Synopsis
Greetings From Far Eastern Oregon
~JANUARY 27, 2018
It feels and smells of everything spring in Far Eastern Oregon. Last Saturday, we took a little trip in the Gator to the sanctuary. Cliff has been working down there–trying to clean up and prepare to get some grasses going to keep the nasty cheatgrass at bay.
You might remember that I mentioned the Winter Wheat is up. You will see it poking through the ground (in the above video) seeking the sunshine, too. We are drawn to the big red globe in the sky, are we not? For those living in Western Oregon and Washington, this is how winter looks. Soon, this sanctuary area will burst forth with lush green foliage but even in winter, I love the feel of the place. Many of you have seen the videos of our Weimaraner pups playing here. Here is one example…
We are looking at the once lush grass that no longer exists in our puppy yards. I am going to sow some seed in hopes that one will fill in before we need to use it. If not, then we will try to lay sod. Nothing lasts too long–amazingly tiny puppy feet can stamp out our best effort in short order.
This Week on the Blog
Here are the week’s posts. We finished yesterday with the update on ‘Dasher’ from Dave and Audrey. Earlier we were delighted by Henry learning to open and shut the door, another episode with Liberty Belle, and good news from Freyja. We hope you enjoyed the week.
Sunday— January 21 — Not the Typical
Monday — January 22 — News of the Best Kind
Tuesday — January 23 — Training
Wednesday — January 24 — Liberty Belle
Thursday — January 25 — The Case (Henry working on open and shut)
Friday — January 26 — Dasher (at six months)
On a very personal note
I have mentioned the carport enclosure which Cliff is working on every spare moment. Here is a photo. He has three sides enclosed–please ignore the construction mess. The overlook, which Cliff’s father also built (and he called it The Perch) needs paint, but we are relocating the staircase, too. For now, and who can say how long, other than the staircase removal it is on hold. Eventually, we could go up there to sit and to escape the mosquitoes. The view is not bad either.
In between everything else, Cliff has agreed to build me a greenhouse. I have wanted one for so long. As he so aptly pointed out, had we accomplished it before this move, I would have had to leave it. That would have been hard. Some of you may remember the cute little garden; I loved it so much. The greenhouse and new garden are going to be a lot different–for one, the land where we are placing it is pie shaped. We need to get out and measure that area so that I can draft a placement plan on paper–you know, for the raised beds, etc. Of course, this means a fence is required–otherwise the unthinkable would inevitably happen. The garden would be raided and trampled–not by those stealing the produce per say. It is a Weim thing you understand.