Our weather has been decidedly screwy. After a record breakingly cold winter we were all looking forward to spring. Instead we got summer with the rare “cold spring” day tossed in as a sop. Though we’re not breaking the high temp records we’re coming close to them. And with 90% humidity no one’s happy about it. To top it off it’s been incredibly dry. Normally we spend the month of May barely able to mow the yard (and often unable to, in part or in all), due to the shear wetness of the ground. This year I’ve been having to water my garden.
I discovered that my ankles really are screwed up, but also that wrapping them for the day at work makes a huge difference in my ability to cope. This is a relief because…..
I’ve been attempting to teach myself to spin. No, not on a bicycle, I already know how to ride a bike. Fiber, on a spinning wheel, to create yarn. Thanks to the generosity of several ladies, both local and several states away, I have both a spindle and a spinning wheel to learn on, as well as a fair bit of pre-processed fiber to play around with during my learning process. I picked up the process of spinning on the spindle quite quickly. But the spinning wheel requires me to peddle to keep the wheel turning. And with my painful ankles that wasn’t happening. This past week though, after keeping my ankles wrapped for the entire work day for over a week, the pain has been much less, and even almost non-existent, depending on the day. So I’m hopeful that I’ll be able to do some proper practice on the spinning wheel this week.
Of course, my body isn’t happy unless I’m in SOME sort of pain, or so it seems some days. Friday, while at work, I knelt down to pull forward some stock on one of the very bottom shelves. Only to feel as if I’d knelt on a needle the instant my right knee hit the ground. Standing back up showed no needle, or splinters, or anything else that might cause the feeling, and my skin was un-broken. However the painful feeling in that spot in that knee persisted. My knee didn’t swell up at all. And it hasn’t affected my ability to walk, kneel, or lift. So I’m hoping that all that happened was that I knelt at a weird angle and so something was strained. My concern is that I partially tore something. I guess time will tell. I did file an accident report at work, just in case it does turn out to be something. But I hate going through worker’s comp for stuff…..
Apollo is finally properly shedding. I’ve come to the decision that he is just a delayed shedder. It seems like many of the other Tibetan Mastiff owners I’ve talked to have half naked dogs by now. But not Apollo! Back in mid-March his leg fluff started coming loose, and by mid-April or so his legs were naked and his shoulders were starting to come loose. And there it stopped. Just this past week though I’ve finally been able to get actual amounts of fur from his ruff and body. And that’s been the pattern for him for previous years too. So I guess this is his normal. I’m saving the shed fluff again, this time in hopes of being able to spin it myself this year. See above paragraph about learning to spin!
My seedlings are all in the garden. Though of course mother nature couldn’t let us escape without a threatened late frost, just because. Most everything seems to be growing fine despite that though. The heat is good for somethings I guess! Unfortunately its not good for the early “sow in the garden before last frost” crops though. Half my radishes never formed bulbs, and three of them attempted to go to seed when I left them in the ground in hopes that the bulbs would form. Despite planting lettuce seeds over a span of 3 weeks in hopes of having staggered harvests everything has shot up at once, and I’m picking the early maturing ones as fast as I can in hopes of being able to eat them before they go to seed. I may go ahead and let some of them go though, since I’ve already harvested more than we’ll eat in the next week. My Sugar Snap peas are barely a foot high, and have no buds.
Speaking of the garden, I did end up spending another $12 for additional dirt/compost to fill in the beds.
The crocosmia lilies my aunt sent me last year somehow survived our insane winter and have sprouted. I’m thrilled as they were very pretty last year. I had to send me some more when she thinned out her patch a couple weeks ago, and have planted them in more spots around the property. I don’t care that they’ll spread out and fill in. Infact, I want them to. I have several corners that are frustrating to mow or otherwise keep trimmed, and I’ve been filling them with Daylilies, and mints, and other such in an attempt to not have to mow them as often, so the crocosmia lilies will fit right in!
The winter, and the dry spring, has definitely screwed with my flowers in general though. Crocus bloomed on schedule, but the daffodils and tulips ran a solid month late. And now, though it looks like all my iris sprouted, only half have produced buds. And of those buds, the stalks are all only about half the height of normal, and many of the buds themselves are flat, as if empty. I’ve been trying to keep them watered, but they’re in an awkward spot. And it looks like the winter killed most of the butterfly bushes too. Only one is showing green, and that only from new shoots from the roots. The top is completely dead.
We do appear to have a Bluebird pair nesting in one of the boxes this year. I’m delighted to see them. Since the House Sparrows killed the first pair a couple years ago we’ve only seen Bluebirds in passing. I’ve been putting out mealworms for them, so hopefully they’ll stick around and tell off the Sparrows!
Speaking of birds…..as is usual I put out the hummingbird feeders when the ebird.org reports showed them as having been seen in northern PA. And was rewarded as usual with hummingbird sightings myself within the next couple weeks. Now, Ruby Throated Hummingbirds, the only kind we normally get here, are aggressive, territorial, little snots. Its not unusual for one bird (usually a male) to claim a feeder as HIS, and attempt to keep all other hummers away from it. This only kinda works, since while he’s driving off one bird another is sneaking a sip. And like many folks I put out multiple feeders around the property in order to give the rest of the locals a chance for a longer drink. But the fights that result tend to be very short overall. This year however a pair of males decided they had to fight to the death over feeder rights (and likely girl rights). Well, I don’t actually know that it was “to the death” but thats sure what it looked like. For three days straight, every time I looked out the window, this pair was fighting. And although I can’t 100% swear it was the same two birds the entire time, it sure looked like it. They were so engrossed in their fight that I was able to get within feet of the feeders to snap pictures.
Their pattern went like this-
First both would come in for a drink at the same time, eyeing each other carefully over the feeder
And then, to some unknown signal it would start!
After a minute or so of fighting one or both would decide it was time for a breather and a drink, but woe betide the one who decided so when they other wasn’t ready
And round and round they went, utilizing both feeders. Every minute or two stopping for a drink and a breather before resuming their fight
I must say it was fascinating to watch!
