Ah, Spring, when a young man’s fancy turns to thoughts of … fig and peach leaves. Well, in this young(er) man’s mind anyway. I was stoked to see my three trees in the front yard wake up from their winter dormancy, seemingly all at once and overnight no less. Here are some shots of the peach tree and the budding leaves on the two fig trees. I am REALLY looking forward to the fruit I’m going to get from them when they’re mature. Trees getting to full production probably won’t happen for a while more, but I try and be as patient as I can.
Today …
… will be spent in the yard pulling weeds getting the front of the house ready for our garden. A jungle grew over the winter. Got to get to these weeds while the ground is still wet and they’ll be relatively easy to extract from the soil.
Internet Research / Fig Leaves / Beer
I’m sitting here researching how best to care for a fig tree that’s very young and originated as a young cutting from a tree that belongs to my grandfather. Here’s a good article that I just found on the matter: http://www.crfg.org/pubs/ff/fig.html
Just starting the research, and I decided that I needed to post about it, thereby delaying the research even further. The girls are asleep, both of them, at the same time!
You may have noticed that I’m trying to post something every day this week, but I can’t guarantee that all of them, or really any of them at all, will be very interesting. If you’re reading, just pop in with a comment and say ‘hi.’ I left this blog out to whither and dry for so long that I probably lost any regular readers that I had to begin with.
Well, that’s exactly what I don’t want to happen with the fig trees. I love figs, and I would really really love to have a mature fruiting tree here at the house.
I should also mention that while the girls are sleeping and I sit here and surf and type and read, I’m drinking a Red Oval Lager. 2.99/6-pack at Trader Joe’s . As they say in many of the reviews here, you get what you pay for (well, more than one of them also say “It is what it is” — one of the most annoying non-statements if ever there was one, so, just ignore that and pay attention to the parts of the review that might actually help you understand what the beer is like.) I like it, it’s 50 cents / can, and it’s much much more drinkable than the crap produced by the Miller / Anheuser Busch’s of the world. Just don’t litter if you pick some up.
Don’t you hate that?
It’s been so long since I posted that I forgot my password to log in and post. Typical.
We’re building a patio this weekend, so today 18,000 lbs of gravel aggregate were dumped on my drive way. 18,000 lbs. That’s 8,165 KG. If you can’t grasp that number, just let me instill upon you that it is a lot of rock.
T-rex laughed for the first time on Sunday. I was clapping and she thought that that was hilarious. It was a very cute thing to see. She is now three months old. It’s crazy how fast this summer has gone. G-Monkey has been going around the house saying “I Maa” (I’m Mad). She is quite the little fireball.
Ronny is tired and is going to bed. I need to move some more rock in the morning.
America! F— Yeah!
Happy birthday America!! You are 233 today!
Aww yeah, if you don’t have a strong aversion to way over the top satire, then I heartily recommend Team America: World Police. “America! F— Yeah! (click if you’re over 18 only please
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Well, at home I’ll be setting up Monkey’s kiddie pool and getting the new grill (a 22.5″ Weber Charcoal) ready for brined pork tenderloin, poblano peppers, and corn on the cob.
Happy Independence Day!




