Category Archives: Gardening
My iris are blooming all over the place but unfortunately, the beds are a mess so they’re hard to see amongst all the weeds. The beds haven’t been mulched in a long time, and I don’t think they’ve been weeded in years either (new place for me, remember!) but amongst all the weeds are some beauties.
I think I like this one the best, so many different colors!
Lots of these electric blue ones!
Being a big fan of the color yellow, in general, I like these a lot too.
And as the Iris continue to unfurl…
…Along come the peonies.
I was raised with geese as a child, my mom always had them and a few ducks. I liked the ducks way more than the geese, they didn’t beat me up. Even as an adult I like to photograph Canadian Geese but if they’re in a park and the path happens to go through their flock, I go way around. I know what the pinch from a goose can feel like, and much more, DO to you. They can deliver a blood blister like no one’s business and then come back at ya. In my head and heart, I alway swore I’d never own geese in my adult life – well, never say never.
I have been researching self-sufficiency and gardening quite a bit and have seen many mentions of “weeder geese.” I researched that a little more and it seemed like the perfect compliment to a farm and especially a large garden. I knew that geese were vegetarian and also knew that they were very personable (just never to this person) and smart. So I set out to order FOUR geese and found that my minimum requirement from the hatchery was eight. EIGHT! Ack! I was on the phone with Hubby when I read this on the website and he says, “Well just get eight then.” Excuse me? Could you put my husband back on the phone? What have you done with him? So I ordered eight, and they arrived last Wednesday. Annie and I have been completely involved with snuggling with little goslings now (and yes, she’ll correct you if you call them anything other than goslings.)
We had an unfortunate tragedy and are now down to seven. We lost a little goose we had named “Minnie May” and since she was the smallest and the frailest, I had thought that it was possible we would lose her. Annie found her, unfortunately, and had large tears – she has become the ultimate Goose Girl. To see her with them, I am grateful my heart changed to accept geese back in to my life. Of course, I can say that now while they’re small – we’ll see how it goes when they’re big.
Of course, who can resist such fuzziness anyway? We’re just full of peeps and giggles here at Mud Ranch.