Everything seems to be lining up and I just hope this is the right move. Let's just hope all the ducks stay in line.
Aside from the mountainous list of what needs to get done.. I am also ticking off a list of what needs to be done there if we can make it before it snows. Attacking roughly 1 acre of asparagus bed run wild.. planting garlic.. build cold frames and raised beds.. I feel like even if I was there now I might not have enough time to do everything I want.
I can feel time slipping past. I think that is a gardener's quirk.. watching the passage of time so intently.
The weather is holding out here and trying to keep up with the tomatoes is getting challenging. Speaking of which.. I need to make another vat of salsa and salsa verde. Although my husband "doesn't like the taste of raw tomatoes".. salsa is a different story. If I make it spicy enough to liquefy asphalt.. he's in heaven.
No doubt he'll miss wandering down to the neighbor's testosterone sanctuary (he converted the garage into an "only men" zone. Pool table, flat screen, fridge.. whole nine yards.) and hanging out while they devour food so spicy they cough the second it is in their mouth.. and deny it effects them. Tears are attributed to allergies or smoke in their eyes. A fraternity of the demented.
I will have to learn about guinea hens.. and quick. Happily that shouldn't be too difficult as a neighbor at the other farm has them. Poultry 101.. always pleasant to learn hands on and with a seasoned pro's guidance. Gotta tackle the ticks.. or buy a hazmat suit.I can deal with a lot.. but ticks are one of those things that give me the heebie jeebies.
Back to work I go.. the sun is setting and the bees have wandered off.