First off, the computer is finally fixed and I have been re-downloading my most used programs. That takes a while but I am ecstatic to have my computer back.
Tom and I have been working on building the new greenhouse. We got the base and roof put together, but realized that the two of us couldn't lift the roof onto the base so we decided to divide the roof in half and put it up one half at a time. Tom will do his best to install the part of the roof that will have to remain undone until we have both halves secured to the walls. And, of course, nothing can ever go smoothly for us: as Tom was installing the last of the roof polycarbonate holders, the very last piece broke! So, he had to go online and order that piece. We'll have to wait till it comes before we can finish building the greenhouse. Ugh!
|greenhouse base and wall ribs|
|greenhouse roof halves|
It only took me one day to dig up all of the herbs from the field. There sure were a lot of them! And when I looked at the knoll where I wanted to plant the forest garden, I admit I thought I might be out of my mind:
But not being a person that likes to be told, "It can't be done," I went ahead and planted that knoll until I very nearly dropped. It is now filled with apple, pear, and plum trees, black and red currants, elderberries, gooseberries and raspberries, hazelnut trees, and all the herbs I brought back from the field: vervain, wormwood and mugwort, yarrow, sage, oregano, several varieties of thyme, fairy fingers and valerian, heliotrope, rudbeckia and echinacea, chocolate mint and spearmint, hyssop, and anise hyssop. Several of the herbs were placed so that they could run to their heart's content. It doesn't look like much now, but in a year or two the plantings should be pretty well defined, especially as I prune and hoe and mulch.
I brought a trailor load of mink manure to the house to put down around everything. I'm hoping to do that tomorrow -- after all, I need to work off all those calories from our holiday bar-b-que.
May 24th was a special day for Tom and me -- 36 years of marriage. Where did the time go . . . .
Well, I've jabbered on for long enough except for one last note: Memorial Day is a solemn holiday in the United States. It remembers and honors the dead from all the wars of our history. My husband is a Viet Nam veteran. Our daughter is a veteran of the war in Afghanistan. I am acutely mindful of how fortunate I am that my loved ones are still with me. May all those souls who made the ultimate sacrifice for the principle of freedom be at peace.