2018 Weekly Synopsis
GREETINGS FROM FAR EASTERN OREGON
~September 1, 2018
There is activity everywhere around us. Farmers are doing whatever is needed. Cliff watered the field where we had grown the grain because they are coming to work it up. It is going back to hay. We like that for our crop of choice–it works well with us and the Weimaraners. They grow a wide variety of crops in the Treasure Valley–alfalfa, corn, wheat, barley, potatoes, onions, sugar beets, beans, to mention a few of the more common ones. They grow a lot of seed, too. In the spring there is asparagus. There are few crops we cannot guess–you could grow most anything here except those that require tropical weather. Think–Treasure Valley.
Well if you follow us, then you know that Rocky and Mickey needed a new home. Kirsten ended up being the person to adopt them. She already lives with an OwyheeStar (Desi), but now the Weim-factor has tripled. We were able to help facilitate this move. I will be posting an update this week–you probably saw the news online. We are indeed happy for all concerned.
This Week on the Blog
Sunday— August 26 — Late (Jorga and Company)
Monday–- August 27 — Excellent News (Sage)
Tuesday — August 28 — Something Fishy (Winchester)
Wednesday — August 29 — Remy
Thursday –- August 30 — Hank Updated
Friday — August 31 — Dusty
On a very personal note
Well, it was more gardening. Yesterday we dug deep–literally and reworked a couple of novelty beds (made from old wheelbarrows as well as wash pail). We improved drainage, and in part, this meant adding some rocks too!
To reward ourselves, Ashley and I, made a quick trip to town to check on supplies we are going to need. That meant stopping at Vintage Rose, Andrews Seed, and The House that Art Built. Oh, and then she remembered we needed to find her a unique planter, so that meant a stop at The Idaho Youth Ranch Thrift Store–we were looking for boots. Instead, we picked up an old handbag. Clever huh?!? I found a few pots for the greenhouse and a hat for me. Ashley got a hunting vest–and a cart full of kids clothes as well as few things for her husband. (OMG)
Grandpa Cliff is kept busy as you know. He has additional responsibilities. This week he let our two Great-Granddaughters help him with the Bob White Quail. Oh, the squeals of joy are the only payment needed. We also moved the picnic table to the Three Cliff’s Sanctuary–no easy thing. The two of us managed but remember we had the help of a tractor.