What you do in your house is worth as much as if you did it up in heaven for our Lord God. We should accustom ourselves to think of our position and work as sacred and well-pleasing to God, not on account of the position and work, but on account of the word and faith from which the obedience and the work flow. ~ Martin Luther

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

Before Hibernation

For one of the first times ever, I actually finished all the outdoor work BEFORE it turned freezing. 

This has less to do with my own determination and more to do with the fact that the weather stayed warmish until the beginning of December. 

And the fact that many hands helped me this year, instead of doing it on my own.  That makes a HUGE difference.

I planted garlic in a new spot this year.  Last years' harvest was almost nil (despite planting over a hundred cloves) so I am hoping this new spot will be better suited to garlic.  Please, oh please!

Interspersed throughout this boring post of garden chores, I saved some flower pictures from our first frost.    Like how I did that?  Yep.  Makes this post a little prettier on the eyes. 

Some road crews came and cut down branches/trees/limbs in the way of power lines.  I chased them down and asked if they wouldn't mind dumping a load of woodchips in my front yard. 

Yay for free mulch! 

And new places to play...

~ Ahoy there!  I spy some pirates shooting cannons off their ship!  Their enemies don't stand a chance.

Oh look- a third!  This pirate looks to be braiding strands of wood.   No doubt necessary in its' own rite.

~ When little boys grow up to use power tools.... Mama's are simultaneously joyful in the delegating opportunities opened up and stricken with terror for life and limbs.

The sky on fire when we worked.

The freshly mulched flower circle...

We worked until the fire turned to ash.

What does one do when their garden has a bum harvest?  This...

Why yes, that is a baby sitting in.... well, you know.

And that picture of me spreading manure isn't exactly accurate.  I labored for about 20 minutes and discovered wet manure dumped by the tractor bucket load is not exactly easy to spread and it ain't fun.  So I gave up.  I'm a quitter.  Just being real.

Matt finished the job later on his tractor.  Unfortunately, only HALF of the garden got the black gold. 

But half is better than none, am I right?

  There is garlic in the ground, manure on the garden and mulch on the flowers.  

Now I can hibernate proper-like.


Els Drijfhout said...

Not done garlic yet, but we do have our second load of snow, .... in England!!!
Loving all the updates!

Megan @ Purple Dancing Dahlias said...

Men and boys alike with chainsaws! Eeek! I made it a priority last year to buy a pair of chainsaw chaps, gloves, and a hardhat with ear protection and facemask. Chaps and gloves are kevlar so chainsaw proof! Sometimes seems like overkill but it makes this mama breath a little easier.