Tuesday, 28 October 2014
Now at the end of October and all is ready for winter. I have been working hard outside for months now and with the help of my 'uber' assistant who shall be known as Marky-Mark , so much got done. Many trees were planted -- deciduous, of course, so hopefully in the falls to come there will be even more colour out among the green pines and yellow larches.
One big goal was to get the soil weeded, prepped and ammended in the fenced garden plot and we did it! Years and years of unmolested wild growth back there took us ( me and M-M ) the entire summer to clear out. Oh and the rocks! Can you say "good drainage" ?
Heck, we even sort of built a road down below one of the rock walls. There was a space there and it was a usable but just barely....well now it can be driven on and parked on with ease.
One of the many uses for straw besides strewing straw everywhere, is to make a scarecrow and so we did. First one ever and a fitting end to a fine work season. M-M and I got to yuck it up while stuffing tights and making a shapely 'crow We named her/him NicoPiccolo and that is way too long of a story to get into here, but it fits, eh?
So much more was dug, hauled, planted, terraced and trimmed, but enough with the boring details.....
Sunday, 26 October 2014
So we got out an wandered for a couple of weeks once again in the Motorhovel. September is a really good month to hit the roads as the campgrounds are nearly always empty and the weather usually good. This year was exceptional. Warmth and sunshine everywhere. We started by stocking up at Trader Joe's and the stuff lasted us the entire 2 weeks on the road. Exceptions were made by stopping whenever we saw a farm stand sign to buy fresh produce. I think once again we dined like royalty even while living in the Hovel.
I do love the state of MONTANA. So many lovely places and cool people. Although, I was dismayed one day when I read some kind of hunting notice tacked up on some bulletin board somewhere that listed all the timeframes for killing so many different kinds of wild animals. Blow me....but it just isn't necessary....I mean, really, bobcats? wolves? cougars? wolverines?. People, people, people....it is NOT a sport. It put a bit of downer on all the natural beauty that was all around when I thought about wildlife being stalked by 'sportsmen' and (oh so sexy....sportswomen). Come on and please I am not looking for a debate on 'hunting'....I will not be swayed and neither will you. I am also aware that this is not just in Montana, but that is where I saw the notice that got me thinking. Some of the nicest people I know are 'hunters' and that is so puzzling to me. But anyway.....
The dog and I took a swim in this pristine lake under the beautiful sky, of BIG SKY COUNTRY MONTANA....sweet.