2018 Weekly Synopsis
GREETINGS FROM FAR EASTERN OREGON
~SEPTEMBER 8, 2018
We watch as the farmers are scurrying about nearly everywhere. There is this and that going on–the September work of the harvest and the preparation of fields for next year. Big machines devour the corn for livestock feed. Onions are topped and toted off to storage or to the packing shed to be run for the fresh pack scenario.
Our hay field is happily growing. The backfield is getting a second watering–it needed another drink to be ready for preparation. We are going back to hay after the wheat this year. We prefer the hay– fewer chemicals around us and the Weimaraners. It allows us a place to run the Weims without harming a crop. It is the best solution overall–the price goes up and down. Right now, it is not a big money maker. We sincerely hope to get a little money for things needed; however, if it pays for the taxes and insurance, we will breathe a sigh of relief. Country life requires cash, energy, and commitment. We do so love living here.
The Veterinary Wellness Exam happened Tuesday. All the kids passed. (Hurrah!) We made a couple of trips to the Three Cliff’s Sanctuary– (it is located on the southeast corner of our property). I think it is a magical place–at least for our family, and wild critters. It is also fabulous for the puppies. That is something Cliff’s father and uncle didn’t imagine when they planted it for the birds.
The Great Granddaughters and both Granddaughters just happened to be there for the second adventure of the week. I did post some of these photos on Instagram. Isn’t this just grand for the puppies. It does our soul good too!
This Week on the Blog
Sunday—September 2— Go Broncos (Stackhouse)
Monday–-September 3— Labor Day (Mousse Nursing)
Tuesday —September 4— Celebrating (Mesquite)
Wednesday —September 5— From Jan (About Willow)
Thursday –-September 6— Smelly (ZooBoo)
Friday — September 7 — Re-Homed-Part One (Rocky and Mickey)
On a very personal note
More gardening as you might expect–we mostly harvested tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, and melons. The Honeydews are the biggest I have ever seen. We tried growing them in the past, but never with great success. The cantaloupes are stolen as fast as they ripen to our chagrin–the voles seem to favor them, like Grandpa Cliff.
Grandpa Cliff was busy with irrigating (with our old wheel lines that is an adventure). He also did considerable tractor work, repaired whatnot, and sprayed weeds. The latter I prefer we not do any more than necessary, but shucks we cannot forego it entirely.
I am trying to work on the stuff of life–we eliminated a lot. Regardless, getting things organized and stowed succinctly seems to be ongoing. The process continues. Yesterday, I went through at least four boxes of items. I found a few treasures–newspaper clipping of every sort imaginable–our son as an Ontario Tiger Basketball player making the sports page, the Three Cliff’s Sanctuary as a featured article, numerous clippings featuring Cliff’s mother (Zeola) who chaired and co-chaired the Red Cross Blood Drive for years. Oh and a blast from the past back in our day of working with At-risk Teens.