Yesterday I put in my garden. Did I take pictures to show you? No. I forgot my camera, so no pictures. I will try to get some on Sunday though. The garden is just a small plot, about 12X16. It was supposed to be 8X10, but Mr. Nutt bought more plants than I needed and I underestimated the room I needed initially. Mr. Nutt was in rototiller heaven yesterday, enlarging my plot. I’ve got roma tomatoes, blue lake green bush beans, carrots, onions, cucumbers, a couple of red pear tomatoes, broccoli, green pepper, and mint. Yep, mint. I know it takes over wherever you put it, and I’m really hoping I don’t regret putting it in, but it is supposed to fend off aphids and flea beetles, so I thought I’d give it a try. I interspersed it with my tomatoes. I’m also going to plant some sunflowers next to the cukes. so the cukes can vine up them. I tried to keep the garden small, since the Fruit and I are still at the old house. Weeding won’t happen everyday,and I will have to plan my harvest well, so I can get everything put up. It won’t be enough to supply all our veggie needs, but it will help some, I hope.
As Mr. Nutt and I were putting in the garden, we looked up in the sky and saw six hawks circling the fields. I didn’t know that hawks hunted in groups like that. I thought they were territorial. It was so awesome to watch them floating on the air currents, swirling, and at time coming to a complete stop and just hovering in one spot. I never saw any of them move their wings even once. It was quite a majestic sight.
We had a nest under the deck at the back of the house, and I was looking forward to seeing some baby birds this spring. Unfortunately, the wind rattled the nest right of its anchor. I stepped outside shortly after arriving at the house yesterday, and discovered five little babies dead on the cement sidewalk next to their nest. I almost cried. One of them was really tiny, the rest were about three inches long, head and body included. They weren’t very old…just had the beginnings of feathers. I think they were goldfinches, but I’m not positive of that fact. It made me sad for those little babies. F1 told the other kids, “Just think how their Mom feels. That would be like Mom leaving us here to go to the grocery store, and us all standing on the deck and it collapsing. She would come home and find us all smashed on the cement.” They were all pretty sober after that thought!